Zoe was the first member of our pack of five. One cool winter’s day, Melissa went down to the local Texas Humane Society with a promise to look around. The facility was literally overwhelmed by stray animals, including a pack of eleven skinny puppies that had been left at their gates the night before. They were still afraid of being old enough to be adopted, so Melissa impulsively rushed to buy a collar to “claim” the litter. The cute little blue collar had a tiny golden bow and had to be attached to the narrowest hole because the puppy’s neck was so small. A week later, we returned to pick up our puppy and found a much larger puppy standing in the middle of the common food bowl, devouring the group’s rations. Although Melissa was almost certain that this was not the same dog (since the collar barely fitted her large neck), we decided that the puppy was meant to be ours and took her home, where she immediately discarded the product from overeating and after it pees in our bed.
We had a lot to learn.
Zoe-Puppy would tolerate nothing less than constant attention and won him over with frequent bouts of squeaky and inconsolable barking, as well as by hiding the necessary things – such as keys, important documents and wallets – in what we would come to her. let’s call it a “hiding place”. Attempts to retrieve these items were met with solid mouth protection full of sharp little teeth. In addition to barking, hiding things, and demonstrating security demeanor, Zoe also enjoyed escaping the house and escaping to the field behind our house, where she would lead Melissa on a merry chase through our rural neighborhood, returning in displeasure. only if he hears the rattle of the cookie jar. Another of her favorite pastimes was digging big holes in every yard we ever had, once creating one so big that a client of Melissa stuck a tire in it and her car had to be shaken by 5 senior ladies – while Zoe he looked calm.
Zoe’s antics continued until the day Ranger arrived. She was immediately struck by the much older dog, and from the moment of his arrival she seemed to take her signals from his calm and gentle canine behavior. For the next fourteen years, she would be our digging hole, a piglet, a super-fit, and extremely loyal girl who never lost her wild spirit or taste for adventure. She was a good mother — to both her brothers and sisters who followed her — and even to the little stone she carried inside and tended to love him for days, hiding him under the bed and lying with him constantly, licking him. it was as if one of her brothers and sisters were getting a haircut.
Unfortunately, at the age of fifteen, Zoe’s body began to fail. After much searching for a soul, we made the difficult decision to release its little spirit. After two special days with just Mom and Dad – along with a camping trip for adults, lots of cuddling and all her favorite treats (including sushi with sweet potatoes) – we both held her close when the sweet vet gently sent her to the rainbow bridge. We miss her every day – OG of our pack.