The Daily Pip

Promoting rescue, adoption and second chances for dogs, cats, bunnies, and their peeps

Friday, November 17, 2017

Keeping The Peace In A Multi-Pet, Multi-Species Home

We are a multi-pet, multi-species home - rabbit, cat, dog, mice, humans - a mostly furry melting pot of pets, sharing space, trying to peacefully co-exist.

Over the last twenty years, we have had LOTS of animals pass through our home (or yard in the case of feral cats). Most were fosters and went on to find homes of their own. There is clearly a sign in our yard that reads "food and shelter" with an arrow pointing to our back door.

My base crew has always been remarkably accepting of newcomers. Yes, we still have misunderstandings (because cats and dogs are different and rabbits are even MORE different), but we usually find a way to make things work. Plus, living with multiple pets makes life more interesting and lots more fun.

4 tips for a peaceful multiple pet home
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Wednesday, November 15, 2017

More Sweater Weather

Ruby loves dog sweaters and has a sweater for every day of the week

Sweaters are likes blankets you can wear all day
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Friday, November 10, 2017

A Tail of Two Mice

Two mice share a bowl of food.

It seemed they had always been & would always be, friends.
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Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Friday, November 3, 2017

A Mighty Pip: Grief, Reflection & Four Years Gone

Pip was tiny, but at home on his couch he was mighty. Maybe because neither of us had a couch in our early years, or maybe because couches are awesome, but like me, Pip loved the couch.

During Pip’s twelve years with us, we had three couches (our cat Elsie also liked couches but not in a nice way). All three were no-frills, beige; sometimes spruced up with turquoise throw pillows. It was on our third couch that we watched Pip’s final sunrise as the light spread through the branches of the Japanese maple, across the wine-colored crinkly leaves to the homes and street beyond.

Pip died on October 19, 2013. Four years and fourteen days ago. And most mornings since, I have watched the light rise from the same spot without him. Sometimes I feel his presence, but mostly his absence.

                                
Pip was abandoned with another dog in a carrier on Chicago’s north side on September 10, 2001. My husband was out of town so I was up for fostering. When I went to sleep that night, he was still hiding in the carrier. The next morning I found him on the couch with his head wedged between two cushions, unaware that his Yorkie rear end was sticking out. His black and brown fur blended nicely with the beige upholstery and he might have been mistaken for a throw pillow except for the shaking.

I turned on the television just as the second plane hit the south tower. Somewhere in the fifty-six minutes between the crash and collapse of the south tower, I knew Pip would stay with me forever. There was a before and after September 11th – and Pip was my after. There was no going back for either of us.

A mighty Pip, what I have learned in the four years since losing my heart dog

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