My little corgi girl, many many years ago, was out for a potty break, when her little ears were still floppy. So she was a tiny little thing indeed.
Up the road comes a bruiser of a dog, a big pittie. Now, I knew him, we were buddies. So he sees me, comes trotting up at speed, and this little ball of fur with satellite dishes flopping on its head just jumps in between us, a growl like a toy chainsaw coming out of her.
She would have been one bite if he had been looking for a snack.
But she didn’t waver at all. He sat down, all confused, and I made the introduction. They made friends, and it was all good.
She almost made it to sixteen years old. Right up to her last day, either of us would have done the same thing for each other. It’s creeping on a year since her last day, and I still miss her every one that goes by.
I remember having my puppy corgi Turbo when his ears were still floppy. He was the biggest baby, and yet the bravest puppy when something could potentially be a problem for myself and my wife. I’m going to give him lots of hugs for you.
I’m sorry about losing your girl, but I’m sure those were a wonderful 16 years. I don’t look forward to when I lose my best friend…
Beautiful story. My little dog thinks she can be the impatient snippy one when she meets other dogs. Somehow oblivious to the fact that she’s only 8kg and the other dog is 45kg+… I wish it was in defence of me, but i think she’s just an anti-social git (an old rescue, so not much hope of big behavioural reform at this point).
Yours sounds like a wonderful companion amd a real reminder of the human-dog bond.
My little corgi girl, many many years ago, was out for a potty break, when her little ears were still floppy. So she was a tiny little thing indeed.
Up the road comes a bruiser of a dog, a big pittie. Now, I knew him, we were buddies. So he sees me, comes trotting up at speed, and this little ball of fur with satellite dishes flopping on its head just jumps in between us, a growl like a toy chainsaw coming out of her.
She would have been one bite if he had been looking for a snack.
But she didn’t waver at all. He sat down, all confused, and I made the introduction. They made friends, and it was all good.
She almost made it to sixteen years old. Right up to her last day, either of us would have done the same thing for each other. It’s creeping on a year since her last day, and I still miss her every one that goes by.
Just wanted to share that memory again.
Thank you for sharing, it’s a lovely memory.
I remember having my puppy corgi Turbo when his ears were still floppy. He was the biggest baby, and yet the bravest puppy when something could potentially be a problem for myself and my wife. I’m going to give him lots of hugs for you.
I’m sorry about losing your girl, but I’m sure those were a wonderful 16 years. I don’t look forward to when I lose my best friend…
The Turbs
Beautiful story. My little dog thinks she can be the impatient snippy one when she meets other dogs. Somehow oblivious to the fact that she’s only 8kg and the other dog is 45kg+… I wish it was in defence of me, but i think she’s just an anti-social git (an old rescue, so not much hope of big behavioural reform at this point).
Yours sounds like a wonderful companion amd a real reminder of the human-dog bond.