Tipsy lives with mom, Jackie, and dad, Frank.
She loves...
Frank, Tipsy's dad, recalls:
One day after a particularly gruelling week at work, I returned to find all three teenage kids in the playroom looking sheepish. Fearing the worst, I started the interrogation! Our eldest son, a six foot tall rugby player declared with a big grin that he not had a tattoo. Our second son declared that he had not wrecked his 11 years of dental work, having just had his braces removed. My daughter just stood there grinning from ear to ear and said nothing. They then pulled from behind the settee a shoe box and placed it on my lap - it shook like an electric toothbrush and I was convinced that they had bought a pet rat. Unable to bare the suspense any longer, I lifted the lid to find a tiny Westie pup, staring up at me with those big eyes. As soon as I stroked her she stopped shaking. Having been adamant that we were not having another dog before I retired, I immediately fell in love with this little pup and this was the start of our enduring relationship. Tipsy has become a big part of our extended family, but I wish one day I could get her to stop rolling in fox poo and barking at anyone who walks past the house!
She loves...
- long sleeps on soft fluffy duvets
- good food
- walks
- rolling in fox poo
- sunbathing
- swimming
- unknown people on her territory
- walking on wet grass first thing in the morning
Frank, Tipsy's dad, recalls:
One day after a particularly gruelling week at work, I returned to find all three teenage kids in the playroom looking sheepish. Fearing the worst, I started the interrogation! Our eldest son, a six foot tall rugby player declared with a big grin that he not had a tattoo. Our second son declared that he had not wrecked his 11 years of dental work, having just had his braces removed. My daughter just stood there grinning from ear to ear and said nothing. They then pulled from behind the settee a shoe box and placed it on my lap - it shook like an electric toothbrush and I was convinced that they had bought a pet rat. Unable to bare the suspense any longer, I lifted the lid to find a tiny Westie pup, staring up at me with those big eyes. As soon as I stroked her she stopped shaking. Having been adamant that we were not having another dog before I retired, I immediately fell in love with this little pup and this was the start of our enduring relationship. Tipsy has become a big part of our extended family, but I wish one day I could get her to stop rolling in fox poo and barking at anyone who walks past the house!
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