The more people I meet, the more I love my dog.
For Piper, it was the exact opposite! For every dog she met (and every dog was inferior to her highness 👑), she loved people more. She never told me exactly what it was about dogs that annoyed her so maybe let’s just say she was a diva… kind of like her dad. 🔥
Piper, go play with that dog! Nah. Piper, help that dog find some rabbits! No thanks. People, on the other hand, she loved people almost as much as she loved chasing rabbits.
My family, friends, neighbors in Nashville, she’d come wagging her tail to them, hoping for a treat or a friendly pat on the head. Ok, it was mostly for a treat but still, she loved having her belly scratched. The picture below is Piper trotting towards my neighbor one cold January morning, which is saying a lot because if you’ve been following along with these posts, you know how Piper despised being cold! He and his wife loved Piper and she loved them. See her tail up in the air and her ears swaying with excitement? She couldn’t wait to visit with Bobby and Joyce.
Piper was part of a flock that flocks together. I’m talking about my siblings, their spouses, my parents, my nieces and nephews. When we get a dog, it’s us welcoming a new member to the family. Piper fit right in and made it easy to love her. We’ve always loved beagles going all the way back to my childhood when we got Belle, I was only 4 years old. So Piper carried on the Wilder beagle tradition and trust me when I say there were plenty of belly rubs, treats, and smiles to go around for her and because of her. Here’s a pic with Piper and my sister and another with my dad. I love that we are dog people.
Piper had a personality as big as her ears and now her beagle legacy is firmly established. Spunk. Drive. Sass. Love. She had it all.
-Out of the Wilderness
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