by Beebs » Mon May 06, 2013 10:26 am
I think this is the third time I've posted here. But I have a new story to add to my other two. :3
So, we got this new puppy. If anyone's seen my other stories with my beagle, Savannah, and my black cat, CHucky, I'll assure you the two of them are happy, healthy, and good friends.
This puppy was dumped into our life. Literally.
It all began at my mom's work. SHe said a man knocked on the door to her work's main lobby, bringing a puppy. He looked like a min pin and chihuahua mixture, with cute semi-floppy ears to go with big brown eyes. He had chocolate brown fur with ginger markings that reminded my family of a Rottweiler.
He was adorable, and absolutely adored people.
He came in, claiming this puppy was found on the side of the road, prepared to run out into the street.
Since my mom was the only eligible candidate in the office, she took the puppy home.
After school, I get dropped off at my grandmother's house. When my mom came to pick me up, she said, "I have a surprise for you!"
Teasing her, I said in a little girl's voice, "Is it a puppy?!"
My mom's smile flickered, but I didn't take it seriously. I kept going on in this voice, squealing about getting a new kitty (Fat chance. My step-dad has allergies when it comes to cats. That's why mine's in the basement.) or a new pony. Honestly, I thought it would be that new video game I had been saving up for.
I heard this really high-pitched whining as I walked in. It obviously wasn't Savannah, since she had a deeper whine.
I looked into the cardboard box in the middle of my kitchen, and stared down at an adorable puppy with rather stinky breath.
I couldn't believe my teasing statement about getting a puppy become a literal statement within heartbeats.
We decided to keep the pup. Unfortunately, this made my beagle jealous. She attempted to run away plenty of times, even though I gave her so much attention that I thought she would be become annoyed.
She slowly warmed up to the puppy. She went from being lazy to being the bouncing beagle she was when we got her. SHe would relentlessly chase the puppy around, wrestling with him and allowing him to chew on her ears.
Keep in mind that Savannah is a gentle girl. My little brothers both decided to yank on her ears at once, and she didn't mind. She gently licked them to make them stop, then snuggled up to them, letting them stroke her fur the wrong way.
SHe has never bitten anyone, but her energetic nature around people makes that a statement an unbelievable one.
Chucky hated the puppy, and still does. As soon as he spotted the little rascal, he hid behind Savannah and hissed loudly, yellow-green eyes narrowing to slits.
We named the puppy Rudy. He's a bouncy little ball of fuzz. LIterally. He can't keep still, and loves to jump as high as he possibly can. He jumps onto my lap on the swing. He bounces into his kennel, which we had to stack on top of Savannah's to make room in the kitchen.
He scarfs down his food like he hasn't eaten in years, and always tries to steal Savannah's. Because of this, we have to put the two dogs in their kennels when they start eating.
While Savannah resents going outside in the morning, he's the first to dart onto the wooden deck and run in circles in the yard.
Savannah seems to have taught him a few things.
Rule #1: When the masters return, if you're outside, become excited. If you're inside, become excited.
Rule #2: Lick the floor as soon as you come inside. No matter what, before love comes possible food particles.
Rule #3: When they tell you a command that I know, copy what I do. Always copy what I do.
And I'm pretty sure she's taught him more than this.
When Rudy arrived, I thought I would love him more than I loved Savannah. That beagle is my constant companion, the dog I can love, and get love in return. I didn't want to get too attached, in case that happened. It would be like betrayal in my mind.
Once Savannah realized her spot as "alpha dog" wouldn't be threatened, she didn't seem to mind me playing with Rudy.
She would even play with Rudy and I, joining in the fun.
And Rudy is very welcoming, and enjoys her company. She's like his big sister, and he is like her little brother.
They both taught me that it's okay to love more than one pet at once. And Savannah seems so much happier with Rudy around. I can tell they'll be great friends as the years go on, and I hope they both live long, happy lives with one another. C:
