CURBSIDE ETIQUETTE

Through the Eyes of a Delivery Goddess



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LugNut


Some of you have been around long enough to remember the Dipstick installment of Curbside Etiquette. We allowed Dippy to enter the Big Puppy Farm in the Sky about two weeks ago. No one will ever be able to explain why we mourn more over our pets than some of our people; perhaps it's because they are so dependent and we spend more time looking into our pets' eyes in an attempt to understand what they are feeling or needing ... (since people can usually just tell you what they need or feel.)

A few days ago, Bob stumbled upon another young gal who looked about as close to Dipstick as any other dog we've ever seen. He found her through PetFinder.com , she was at the Elk County Humane Society, which is about two hours north of us here in Gibsonia. Yes, TWO-AND-A-HALF-HOURS for a dog. But this will be a SPECIAL dog.!!

Bob has been telling folks he was going to name his next dog "Lug Nut", but since this one turned out to be a female dog, we weren't sure Lug Nut would be appropriate. We spent the whole way home trying to figure a new name. The Humane Society workers had been calling her "Terry" because she's a Terrier Mix, but of course, there is only ONE TERRI in THIS house, so that is obviously NOT going to work. At one point during the trip home, from the back seat where Bob was sitting with the new dog, he announced he was considering "Up-Chuck" since she was on her third up-chuck since we left St. Mary's PA. Well, of course, he was kidding... wasn't he? From Friday afternoon until Sunday afternoon, she went nameless. Bob even considered a name his father called him as a child, Sheenie, which he thought meant "sunshine" or "ray of sun" in Irish. When one of the guys I work with at the junkyard mentioned that was also Polish, ...well, no, not really - that had nothing to do with continuing to look for an appropriate name.

This Gal is a little bit over-active. Bob forgets exactly how over-active Dipstick was at first, too. She is nearly a sptting image of Dipstick, complete with all bad habits and character traits. well, so far, she hasn't started the constant barking at nothing that Dippy started doing the last half dozen years of his life, but everythikng else is alwful similar. Her favorite thing to do is to bounce from couch to couch in the livingroom; the couches are parallel with a space of about five feet open space between them. dog doorShe jumps on one coucn once, hits the floor with one bounce, then bounces off of the other couch with one bounce. Then one bounce back to the center of the floor, she'll stop on the other couch just to see if she's really going to get away with this activity. She is still terrified of the dog door; I'm not sure where she thinks Tazz disappears to before coming back through the door, but hopefully, she'll soon figure out that Tazz does, indeed, come back and she will too if she'd just give it a try. She seems to be at home already, she had no problem sleeping her second night, and so far, she really hasn't chewed or destroyed anything like most dogs would in new surroundings.

Oh ... we love her already, after just 48 hours with us, Bob decided she is, indeed, nutty enough to wear the name Lug Nut, so she will probably be called Lugs, for short - maybe Lugsy. I'm certain she'll be worthy of a future Curbside Etiquette installment ... STAY TUNED...