Thoughts of Pippin

It’s a month since my Pippin crossed over the rainbow bridge. It’s a privilege to know a special connection with your pet. I was blessed to have it with Pippin from the first day we met.

For those who didn’t know, Pippin was adopted from the Ct. Humane Society by her second master, an elderly gentleman who desired to have a companion to share his golden years with. He wanted a older dog to adopt as they pretty much ????? are trained & don’t have the high energy level of a puppy.
When her new master had to leave town on a family emergency he called us to see if he could board her with us while he was away. After the initial meet & greet with our pack, Pippin became our very first client of Bed & Biscuits Pet Sitting Services!

We got to know & love Pippin more with each visit. She particularly liked to keep company with me. Wherever I was, there was my “shadow” Pippin.  She was staying with us for Thanksgiving when we got the call from her new master’s family. Could we keep her a couple more weeks? Her master wasn’t feeling well when he had come back in town & was in the hospital having tests done. Of course we would make arrangements for her to continue to stay.

An update from the family was the news Pippin’s new master needed heart surgery & he had a 50/50 chance of surviving. He did make it through the surgery but sadly died of complications a couple of days later.  His family notified us that we was in his will. In the will he requested for us to adopt Pippin. His family travels extensively; none had the time to give to his beloved girl.

We knew chances for Pippin to be adopted again was slim. By this time she was 8 years old & had been diagnosed with a collapsing trachea. Not many people want an “older” dog never mind one with a medical condition. She already fitted in with the rest of our pack; we decided we would give her her furever home.

There’s been many “firsts” with Pippin. She was the first senior dog we adopted. Certainly easier than a puppy in care, she had all the house rules down the first day. She was very clever & when given her medication for her collapsing trachea would hold it in her mouth for as long as it took till she could spit it out when we weren’t looking. She kept Taco on his toes in alerting us of a possible intruder to the house. She LOVED to go for long walks & rides in the car.

Pippin would always be waiting for me at the door; tail wagging no matter how late I came home from work. She also tolerated a certain amount of time one would be on the computer or phone. After that she wanted to share being in the moment with you, actually “talking” little barks & such as she snuggled next to me. At night she went to bed with me spooning beside my side. We could talk to each other just by looking at the other.

A year & a half ago Pippin’s cough was becoming worse. A visit with our vet confirmed that Pippin’s trachea was becoming more closed, judging by the x rays & tests she didn’t have much time left. I didn’t realize her trachea issues was what was going to shorten her time with us. She’s so full of life it was hard to believe she just turned 10 years old. A new medication is prescribed to keep her comfortable; liquid form this time – hooray!

The new medication plus Pippin’s general natural spirit helped her to outlive the prognosis for 15 months longer. During that time she


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