The Scary Time #Caturday #TipperAndChickie

Hi, there! I’m Tipper Allen, and guess what? A scary thing happened!

It started out with Poppa being nice. A stray dog was hanging around. He was really quiet and was almost starved. So Poppa felt sorry for him and Momma went out and bought some food and Poppa fed him. And he came to our back porch.

So then he thought it was HIS house, and he thought Poppa was HIS hooman. He barked and growled at Momma, and he tore three window screens off, trying to get in the house!

Chickie was scared, but I wasn’t.

Chickie: O, is dis your reggalar tail, den?

That is all spelled all wrong, and I am not gonna fix it.

Okay, I was scared, too. But he was barky! And growly! And claw-at-the-screeny!

Then, two days after Poppa started feeding him, they were out walking and our #1 Hooman Sister came out of her house and the dog ran through the woods and bit her! He bit her arm so bad, she had to go get five stitches! Just because he didn’t want anybody out in the same world as Poppa!

So Momma and Poppa called the Animal Control to come and control him. He got up in the playhouse Poppa built for #4 Hooman Sister when she was just a kitten, or whatever hoomans are when they’re little.

But Poppa went in and told him to come down, and he did, and the Animal Control hoomans took him away. They said he was young and good-looking, and somebody was sure to adopt him. I hope they can teach him not to tear up the house and bite all the people except one.

Chickie and I slept all day, the next day.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Did you ever have a scary time like that?



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One thought on “The Scary Time #Caturday #TipperAndChickie

  1. Daniel Antion

    April 6, 2019 at 7:49am

    Wow! That’s scary! I hope her arm heals. I hope they find a good home, but it’s sad that he started out this way.

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    • Marian Allen

      April 6, 2019 at 8:03am

      We really don’t know how he started out–The cop said the dog looks like he’s 2 or 3. He’s obviously not into hunting, since he was nearly starved. I have many scenarios in my head. I could write a collection of short stories about how he might have come here in that condition with that bias against women. But I won’t. No time!

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  2. Andrea Flory

    April 7, 2019 at 5:20am

    I’m so sorry about your Daughter, Marian. Sometimes dogs are just too possessive. We had a dog like that once. She was as sweet as pie to anyone in the house, including the cats, but she hated bicycles. I have no idea why as we’d had her since she was tiny and none of us even owned one. As she grew older she became a jumper. One day she got out and bit a kid on a bicycle. We had to have her put down. It was awful for everyone. 🙁

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    • Marian Allen

      April 7, 2019 at 9:08am

      Oh, no, Meeka, how horrible! We forget that our companion animals are animals of different species than ours, with a combination of wild instincts and civilized neuroses. We get along so well together for the most part, it’s shocking when we don’t. How sad, that the only thing we can do, when things go terribly wrong, is put the animal down. You know it isn’t the animals fault that it can’t coexist with all the humans likely to come in contact with it, but what other choice do you have? None. HUGS

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  3. joey

    April 13, 2019 at 1:53pm

    Oh my gosh! That’s terrible about hooman sister! I hope she’s not too badly shaken up, how frightening!
    Tipper tells it funny, Chickie’s photo takes the cake 😉
    My mother grew up with a German Shepherd, I forget his name, somethin strong, but I know about this because my husband believes German Shepherds are one of God’s most glorious beasts and would like to have one and he is NOT a dog trainer person, he is a dog player person and I have had to repeatedly tell him that a true working breed is too much for his dog trainer wife. (Sadie’s mother was a German Shepherd, not that one can tell that.) But anyway, my mother says they do not make good family pets because they (like Chows) are incredibly loyal to one hooman, and truly have to be taught tolerance of others in the pack. So my mother says hers would bite when her daddy roughhoused or got his belt out, or when the boys played tackle football, or she and her sister screamed at the Animals on tv, or if her parents argued, or virtually anything that demonstrated increased physical activity or possible threats to his hooman (her younger brother.) They loved that dog, but my mother has set this in my head for much longer than I have known my husband.
    I sure hope your stray is placed with a good dog trainer hooman where he will thrive. (And maybe they’ll build him a lookout fort, where he sure does look natural!)

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    • Marian Allen

      April 13, 2019 at 4:51pm

      He did look natural there, which is why I called him Kaiser Wilhelm. I think Charlie and I are more shook up than our daughter. She said, “At least my tetanus shot is up to date, because I got bitten by a cat a couple of years ago. The After Hours people are going to be saying, ‘Hmmm…maybe it’s something with this WOMAN, not the animals.'” She’s an animal lover, but the wild ones don’t always understand that. Wild animals, I mean, not wild After Hours people.

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