Part two of Sasha's Story.
The trauma and recovery period from Sasha's near fatal illness carried over the remainder of her life. We had to modify her diet to eliminate fats, yet through it all Ms Impulsive did not let that stop her. She had kidney issues. That was no problem for princess prance lot. She developed a heart murmur forget about it, that didn't stop her. She always seemed to bounce back from every set back. I have never seen a dog with a stronger will to survive, and desire to dominate her surroundings.
Make no mistake Sasha lived to dominate until physically she could not. Every animal that crossed the threshold of our house learned the Sasha rules. As cunning as any dog I have ever seen, she pinned down everything from cats to her peer pekes, to a pretentious dachshund to the point where all she had to do was curl her lip. Cats other pekes and other animals gave her a wide birth. It's not that she was going to hurt any of them, but she practiced the art of intimidation at the highest of levels. She could have written her own chapter of "Winning Through Intimidation".
As an extension of this contempt of other animals and telephone commercials of any kind, as soon as she saw an animal on the television or heard a commercial she loved to hate, there she was standing on her hind legs barking at the television. If you wanted to watch the Wizard of Oz, distract her while Toto was on the screen. If you wanted to watch the Animal Planet, you may as well isolate her to another room. Sasha earned her title of the Sheriff enforcing the Sasha rules.
The sheriff of the Zealy house met a white fur ball who was every bit as wild as she was, picked because he was the runt, born in a litter of all females and still butted them out of the way to the food dish. Benjamin Beaufort Bear aka Bubba or Beau was her biggest challenge. The saga of Wildman and the sheriff started in earnest. On top of that she had to learn to deal with an orange tabby sweet heart of a cat called "Tom Cat". She disciplined them both mothered them both, cleaning ears and making sure neither of them disobeyed the Sasha rules. Sadly Tom disappeared but Beau grew bigger then her, faster than her but not as cunning as her. When Beau ran in the house Sasha waited at strategic places and pounced to let him know he was not behaving how she wanted. The chase continued outside where Sasha ran like a fox hopping in different directions and beating Beau to spots by out maneuvering him. She still found a way to get him. Her rule as lord Sheriff was such that Beau waited to eat until her royal highness had finished. That sparring match brought rise to the following:
Wildman and The Sheriff
by James Zealy
She's got six gun jaws snappin
Silken red hair
Pink bandana flappin
And sheriff gonna getya stare
He's a ear pullin finger grabbin
White haired black eyed dervish wild child
Racing with the throttle gunnin
While wearin a I ate the piece of pie smile
She guards every door
Hears every sound
Makes sure he's not being a boor
Elvis toothy snarl poised to bound
He's a nascar running wildman spinnin
As he Skids on every corner
With that play with me wild eyed grin
Whilst churnin in turn three paws worn
She shortcuts to turn two
Smacks him in the qtr panel
Rides him to the wall with a wicked chew (On top of course)
Gnashing behave you worthless spaniel
He cowers pantin hard suppine
Gets up runnin to turn four
Racin for the finish line
Leavin the sheriff on the floor
She gets up puts it in reverse
And heads him off from the other side (She cheats)
They collide full speed and convulse
She's a grabbin for his hide
He jumps over her high
Reaching for his favorite place
Square on his mama's thigh
While she rubs white fur from her face
07/14/2008
Short story by Kee Zealy
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Written on 2016-04-14 at 05:27
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The Sasha Rules Part Two
The trauma and recovery period from Sasha's near fatal illness carried over the remainder of her life. We had to modify her diet to eliminate fats, yet through it all Ms Impulsive did not let that stop her. She had kidney issues. That was no problem for princess prance lot. She developed a heart murmur forget about it, that didn't stop her. She always seemed to bounce back from every set back. I have never seen a dog with a stronger will to survive, and desire to dominate her surroundings.
Make no mistake Sasha lived to dominate until physically she could not. Every animal that crossed the threshold of our house learned the Sasha rules. As cunning as any dog I have ever seen, she pinned down everything from cats to her peer pekes, to a pretentious dachshund to the point where all she had to do was curl her lip. Cats other pekes and other animals gave her a wide birth. It's not that she was going to hurt any of them, but she practiced the art of intimidation at the highest of levels. She could have written her own chapter of "Winning Through Intimidation".
As an extension of this contempt of other animals and telephone commercials of any kind, as soon as she saw an animal on the television or heard a commercial she loved to hate, there she was standing on her hind legs barking at the television. If you wanted to watch the Wizard of Oz, distract her while Toto was on the screen. If you wanted to watch the Animal Planet, you may as well isolate her to another room. Sasha earned her title of the Sheriff enforcing the Sasha rules.
The sheriff of the Zealy house met a white fur ball who was every bit as wild as she was, picked because he was the runt, born in a litter of all females and still butted them out of the way to the food dish. Benjamin Beaufort Bear aka Bubba or Beau was her biggest challenge. The saga of Wildman and the sheriff started in earnest. On top of that she had to learn to deal with an orange tabby sweet heart of a cat called "Tom Cat". She disciplined them both mothered them both, cleaning ears and making sure neither of them disobeyed the Sasha rules. Sadly Tom disappeared but Beau grew bigger then her, faster than her but not as cunning as her. When Beau ran in the house Sasha waited at strategic places and pounced to let him know he was not behaving how she wanted. The chase continued outside where Sasha ran like a fox hopping in different directions and beating Beau to spots by out maneuvering him. She still found a way to get him. Her rule as lord Sheriff was such that Beau waited to eat until her royal highness had finished. That sparring match brought rise to the following:
Wildman and The Sheriff
by James Zealy
She's got six gun jaws snappin
Silken red hair
Pink bandana flappin
And sheriff gonna getya stare
He's a ear pullin finger grabbin
White haired black eyed dervish wild child
Racing with the throttle gunnin
While wearin a I ate the piece of pie smile
She guards every door
Hears every sound
Makes sure he's not being a boor
Elvis toothy snarl poised to bound
He's a nascar running wildman spinnin
As he Skids on every corner
With that play with me wild eyed grin
Whilst churnin in turn three paws worn
She shortcuts to turn two
Smacks him in the qtr panel
Rides him to the wall with a wicked chew (On top of course)
Gnashing behave you worthless spaniel
He cowers pantin hard suppine
Gets up runnin to turn four
Racin for the finish line
Leavin the sheriff on the floor
She gets up puts it in reverse
And heads him off from the other side (She cheats)
They collide full speed and convulse
She's a grabbin for his hide
He jumps over her high
Reaching for his favorite place
Square on his mama's thigh
While she rubs white fur from her face
07/14/2008
Short story by Kee Zealy
Read 891 times
Written on 2016-04-14 at 05:27
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