Chase

Thursday 05, 2022

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A woman appears in the feed store where I work part-time. She’s carrying a puppy, and I ask if I may hold it. The puppy snuggles into my neck. She says he’s eight weeks old and that she’s a pet rescuer from Warm Springs. This puppy from a litter of eight is for adoption.

His new name memorializes Susie’s and my frequent outings to “chase” rising full moons.

The Warm Springs Woman said he’d last eaten that morning. The evening I brought him home, he was quiet. He ate, drank, and fell asleep. The next morning, he was more energetic. He received periodic meals, hyration, naps, and exercise through the day and perked up lots.

He’s a smart tyke, learns quickly. He follows me, plays with new toys, and explores. He’s a brave one, here first meeting the pack.

That’s as close as he’s allowed to my other dogs. They’d be okay with him, and Mitzvah is eager to play with Chase. He’s tiny, still awkward, and may integrate fully in a few days.

Upon discovering our kitty, Maxwell, the pup insisted on playing with him. Max tolerates the puppy’s aggressiveness and dodges away when it’s annoying.

Chase and I went walking and met a neighborhood friend, Julia. She was walking with her Doodle, Indie. Chase ran directly to Indie wanting to play, and Indie was kind but avoided him. I recognized that tiny Chase is very bold. He needs to be leash trained.

As to his breed, the rescuer said she’d seen his parents and muttered something like, “Chiweenie.” That suggests little Chase might remain small and match well with Mitzvah.