A case of mistaken shih tzu identity
May 10, 2013 1:00PM
Updated: June 13, 2013 6:12PM
Dear Ollie: I am a black and white shih tzu like you and I have a strange story to tell. My owners and I just moved from Valparaiso to a new neighborhood in Union Township. Ruby, the cocker spaniel and I were very excited to meet our new dog friends so we got away from our owners and ran to explore the many delicious smells and the exciting sounds of dogs barking close by. These very large dogs were penned in the backyard of neighbors Marcy and Gene. Well, we ran over there, stepped in the flowers and yapped at these two huge dogs. The big dogs lunged and circled inside their cage while we teased and teased them. My friend Ruby was particularly mean. Then neighbor Gene streaked out of his house and scooped us up in his arms. He kept saying things like you don’t want to rile up my dogs, I have warned you before that you could get hurt. I understood none of this. The next thing I knew, I am sitting on top of the front seat in a very old blue Lincoln Town Car parked in farmer Don’s driveway. What I was doing in that car, I do not know. So, I settled down by the auto window and watched the sun begin to set.
the black and white shih tzu
Dear Sasha: This is clearly a case of identity theft. Really, did you steal my identity on purpose? It sounds like you were living my life and the neighbors confused you with me. I confess to all who read this column that I am the black and white shih tzu that gets off by annoying the big dogs on farmer Don’s property. Oscar the Grouch dog and I are relentless in our teasing of them though farmer Don and his friend, my woman human, have corrected us many times.
Here is farmer Don’s story. Farmer Don resides two houses away from neighbors Gene and Marcy. On Friday night, while he was still at work, he received a frantic telephone call from neighbor Marcy. Marcy said that his friend’s two small dogs were teasing her big dogs again and that Gene had put them away in farmer Don’s car to protect them. These two small dogs had agitated her bog dogs before and Gene had warned them to stay away so they wouldn’t get hurt if the big dogs dug themselves out of their pen. Farmer Don was alarmed at hearing this news, jumped in his truck and sped home. While he was driving home, many thoughts rushed through his mind. If the dogs were at his house, where was his friend? The dogs certainly couldn’t drive to his house by themselves. Was his friend hurt? When he pulled up to his house he noticed that his friend’s car was nowhere to be seen. He jumped out of the truck and checked his back doors, they were still locked. He unlocked the doors, looked inside the house to the kitchen and saw his own two white dogs sleeping soundly on the couch. Everything was in order. His next step was to check the car. Once inside his old blue Lincoln, he was rushed by two dogs and was shocked. These were not his friend’s dogs. He was relieved but concerned, whose dogs were they? At that moment, a red car drove up and new neighbor Debbie leaned out of the car window and asked whether anyone had seen her two missing dogs. Suddenly, the mystery was solved. So, Sasha, this was clearly a case of mistaken dog identity and probably not what i first thought which was identity theft!
Let me caution you to stay in your own yard, leave dogs that are bigger than you alone, respect your new neighbor’s privacy and don’t ever get confused with me.