I expect many of you are thinking that with this title I am talking about my appetite. And although I am still not my normal chow hound, I am eating somewhat regularly now. However, the something that is a bit off is my new sister…and she may actually be quite a bit more off than I am letting on. This is something for you to decide and may actually come out over time. As a friend of ours once said: “Time will tell.” We think he is a true philosopher.
Anyhow, here are a few examples:
1) One of the first days she was at our house she jumped on the kitchen counter. And by on the counter I am not talking about counter surfing but she actually jumped all the way up and landed on the top of the counter next to the sink – all 4 paws at once. At first I was appalled at the lack of respect for proper kitchen etiquette. Then it dawned on me that this new one might be on to something – after all my legs are only so long so sometimes I can’t reach things they push to the way back of the counter or put on the window sill. Jumping up like she did would solve this problem I’ve been having…if I was only able to shed my proper upbringing. The thing that really surprised me is after one sound scolding and the command to get off the counter she not only complied that one time but hasn’t gotten up there since. I guess she isn’t the trailer trash* I thought she was.
*I actually don’t know what this really refers to, but I have heard it used when talking about individuals with less sophisticated upbringings compared to myself.
2) The other day we went on another round of visits to vets to see if they could figure out what was up with me. The staff was great at this specialty clinic…and I say that not because the tech said I was the best dog EVER (with the possible exception of his own). While telling my parents this fact, he lowered his voice so the other pet parents wouldn’t hear thus demonstrating he was no trailer trash. Although they took great care of me it did take an awfully long time to get to see the doctor. Granted they had to deal with some emergency cases and follow-up visits but you’d think they would have realized I was a princess and the best dog EVER and would have treated me with the appropriate urgency.
Aside from that they were really nice and even fed me some pretty tasty food. In fact, when the vet finally got me to eat the food, I polished off everything on the paper plate and then stuck my head in the trash can where she had thrown away a chunk of the food. However, I would not recommend them for a haircut.
So, in some respect, that preamble has nothing to do with why Zoe is a bit off. The reason I contend that this statement is indeed a fact is that when we arrived home we found that Zoe had broken out of her crate. Apparently dad didn’t get the bottom set properly so she was able to push at this security breach and escaped. So what chaos did we find in the house? Surely there was a couch or chair destroyed! Nope. She must have gotten into the bathroom and shredded all the toilet paper! Nope. AHA! The iPad was destroyed? The Macbook dragged to the back door? The flatscreen TV splattered across the living room? The spybot disassembled? No, no, no, and no!!! What is off with this dog? Sure the spybot has been hidden since I took out his brethren but how could the house be totally as we left it except the fact that she was out (not in) her crate????
Well, I showed her a few days later when my parents were out for an hour or so what one could (and should) do in their absence. Remember, I am still not 100% but I was able to drag the towels out of our shower stall and did this to an umbrella from the Chicago Botanic Garden.
Just saying it may be time to step up your game new one.
Or are you one of those kiss up types I’ve heard about that are all prim and proper around the powers that be (a hierarchy you learned once you jumped on the counter) but turn into the devil child when they aren’t looking?
But there is, I suppose, a possibility this new one is actually brilliant. I have found with many beings who are seen as wacky there is truly something close to transcendent knowledge/insights that aren’t recognized by the general population until much later…but there is no way that this is possible with Zoe as she is like the fourth sharpest tool in our pack of 4.
I must admit, a bit begrudgingly, that she does have her moments when I think she may not be the worst little sister ever.