22 Jul

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Hi! I’m a puppy. My name’s Pepper. Formally, it’s Sgt. Pepper. Supposedly it has something to do with human musicians and some bugs. Beetles I think. Even at my young age, I found June bugs are really tasty. I guess that’s why they named me Sgt. Pepper given my proclivity for eating them.

They also gave me a patois nickname … TiPoo. I’ll give you a hint. Ti means little. You can take it from there. So I get into mischief now and then. I’m a puppy. Sue me.

Apparently, I’m an orphan. Yep. Can you believe someone abandoned a cute little mug like me? I can’t either. But destiny called. The animal protection people came to my rescue. Took me in. Fed me and took care of me until they shipped me off too. That’s twice I got the bum’s rush to start my life. Welcome to the world.

But it looks like I have the last laugh. The humans that took me in are nuts about me. In fact, Mrs. human is hands down a sucker for me. Hello good life. I mean she didn’t even get mad at me when I ripped the cover off her book, Teach Yourself Visually Dog Training. Well, actually, I sort of ripped it to shreds. And then I left pieces of it all over the outdoor deck  for her to clean up. She just laughed. What’s that all about? The Dog Whisperer she ain’t.

Mr. human on the other hand is the alpha dog. He’s always catching me doing stuff too. He just appears out of nowhere. I’m into something really fun, and the next moment I hear this deep booming voice calling out my name. I turn around and there he is, arms folded giving me the look. So I do the puppy grovel thing. I wag my tail, walk around his feet with my best puppy poo eating grin. He doesn’t buy it at all. No doubt he’s been watching Cesar.

I don’t know why he gets so upset about me pruning the leaves off the garden plants. Seems like a normal thing to do for a puppy. And from my point of view, they look a lot better too. I guess he didn’t get the memo that everything is a toy for puppies. So I keep educating him by getting out all sorts of toys he thought was just normal stuff. You know, like garden hand trowels, plastic planter containers, decorative driftwood and all sorts of stuff. It’s not like there are any signs “Do Not Chew To Bits” posted anywhere. But at the end of the day, he always gives me a treat and pats me on the head. He has potential.


3 Responses to “Blog 1: MEET PEPPER”

  1. Tina H July 23, 2013 at 1:58 PM #

    Wow… Sgt. Pepper’s world is so full of delight and enormously engaging! I Like 🙂

  2. Eileen Schiller July 30, 2013 at 9:59 PM #

    HAHAHA!!! Pepper you are adorable!!!!!

  3. Ruth August 1, 2013 at 8:57 AM #

    Hi Pepper
    Can’t wait to meet you!!!

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