Not long after we moved here the Big Fella decided that we needed a dog. He saw that someone local had puppies they were selling and went to look at them. We ended up with two.
Here's the link to the post about them, with photos.
The female, Choccie, let the Little Big Fella do just about anything to her. He could pick her up and pat her and make her dance and chase her around. And she'd placidly (although not always happily) let him.
Recently the dogs have been running up and down the front fence "chasing" cars (especially utes), motorbikes and people.
Unfortunately today Choccie got out the gate when it was briefly opened, chased a truck and managed to get run over, dying instantly. Thankfully(?), the Little Big Fella and I were at a party so the Big Fella took her and buried her.
Obviously there's sadness in our household tonight. Frankie (our male dog) keeps sitting watching out the front. I'm pretty sure he's wondering where she is.
The Little Big Fella had a big cry and we talked about how sad it was and what we loved about her and that we'll have to make sure we play a lot with Frankie now because he'll be lonely.
The Little Big Fella constantly amazes me in how well he "gets over" things. After his big cry and our talk he went on with doing whatever he was doing, and playing and talking. I have no doubt that there will be intermittent tears over the next few days, and recollections for a long time to come, but he's accepted what happened and is moving on.
So we're down to one dog and no chooks. I'm beginning to wonder if we're meant to have animals at all!!!
Choccie was a bundle of energy and excitement. The character "Scrat" from the Ice Age movies could easily have been based on her! Although her barking wasn't my favourite thing, she was a stereotypical loving and devoted dog. All she ever wanted was food and love, and we were happy to give her both.
We'll miss you Choccie.
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