This
is Pippa. She's a West Highland Terrier (a.k.a. Westie) and roughly
about seven years old. Pippa is a friendly, hyper, playful and loving dog, who
lives with our fourteen-year-old Westie named Poppy who's no longer as playful
and energetic. Pippa is quite fond of me, my brother and my mum. I know
this because whenever one of us leaves the house, like if I am going
outside to do my paper route, Pippa will wait by the front door whimpering
softly to herself until I return. She does the same for all three of us.
Her name was originally Bella and my mum took her in at the age of one or two
years old or maybe even younger, we don't know for sure. She instantly
formed a strong bond with our older dog Poppy, they have been friends for
years! At some points Poppy even mothered Pippa since she was so young.
Now, we all know that dogs are not such a fan of cats (stereotypically),
well, Pippa is one of those dogs! Her favorite hobby happens to be
intimidating our poor cats, sometimes chasing Fudge around the entire
house! They go up the stairs, down the stairs and out into the garden!
Luckily, that's where Fudge makes her great escape! Other than this hobby,
she has many more. She really enjoys going out on her walks.
One time, I took Pippa out for a long walk by a familiar lake. I knew she
kept her distance from the swans, ducks and any other larger animals,
including larger dogs. While I was walking the dog with my dad and
brother, we released Pippa from her leash for the first time. All was good
until she decided to jump into the lake! As unimpressed as my dad was,
Pippa didn't seem to care! She enjoyed paddling in the shallow end of the
lake, scaring away any ducks that approached. It was a challenge to get
her out of the lake but we did! By then we had a very wet, muddy little
Westie, so I had to bath her later on.
Another time I took her for a walk with my nan and granddad. This time she
grew a backbone towards the ducks and the swans and was not afraid to
stroll on forward, instead of cowering behind me and peering over to see
if the swans and ducks had left their posts, which was a good change.
Admittedly it was a warm summer's day outside, so we tried to shelter
Pippa from the heat as much as we could. We all sat under a massive shade
tree which offered us some long, wet grass. Pippa just loooves long, wet
grass. We watched her roll around, prance around, jump, sprint around in
this grassland for a good five to ten minutes and she never got bored, so I
simply went to join her. As tiring as it was, it was fun and my nan and
granddad found it hilarious. At the time I was taking Photography as a
GSCE in my secondary school so I took these pictures. Now I've grown much
more comfortable with taking Pippa off the lead. She runs alongside me
when I sprint up the road to my nan's and back whenever I visit. This is
where she meets her other Westie friend, Toby.
Nickname wise we often name her "Chub" or "Pup." For some strange reason
she responds to both, especially Pup. We nicknamed her Pup as she has a
puppy-like face and generally acts like one. Many people have mistaken her
for a puppy because of her size and how energetic she really is.
Even if Pippa is a dog, she sometimes acts like a cat. She often tries to
play with our cats Fudge and Rainey, but of course the cats don't approve
and she just mimics their cat-like behavior. If Fudge is sprawled out
across the sofa Pippa will just join her, lay down beside her and the two
will remain undisturbed for hours.
Pippa has a fear of the sound of thunder and lightning, as well as
fireworks. whenever they're sounded, she will dive into her bed and bury
herself under her blankets, venture upstairs and hide under my bed, or
curl up beside me on my bed. My brother and I keep her company until the
noise has stopped.
Trying to get a photo of Pippa is near enough impossible, because whenever
she sees a camera she will worm her way towards it and stick her nose
straight in the lens. Trying to get a photo of her has to be done at ultra
speed, I have tried running up the path to try and get a good picture of
her running towards me, but she is just way to fast, I did this for a
whole five minutes once before giving in and just play around with her!
Pippa is just a loving Westie who loves her family, the attention that we
give her and most importantly her morning biscuits, which she shares with my dad.
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