Monday, October 29, 2007
A Girl and Her Puppy
I love watching Pippi's relationship with Hunter develop. Hunter thinks of Pippi as a puppy. She loves to rough house with him and play in ways only a kid can play. When she takes the leash, he gets so excited.
Sunday we all piled into the car and went to the park. Pippi's job was to take the leash; my job was to push the stroller. On the other side of a wrought iron fence about five dogs started barking. I would have just pulled Hunter away, but Pippi was excited to introduce Hunter to some other dogs, so she ran up to the fence and let Hunter sniff them. I wasn't entirely comfortable with this at the time, so I intervened, sending the dogs away and calming my overly-excited dog. However, though Pippi handled the situation much differently than I, I think it was good. She saw those dogs as potential friends. If I had had the leash I might have unintentionally sent the message across that they were enemies.
Pippi is always so happy to do anything for Hunter. She loves to feed him, walk him, play with him, and even pick up his poo. Hunter can always count on Pippi.