Nice to meet ya, I'm Zoey!
It dawned on me the other day that I haven’t really described much about the little dog whose remarkable story sparked our interest in puppy mills, which eventually begat this blog. So, here are a few words about our little Zoey, now 8 months old and about 10 lbs.
Zoey is, first and foremost, full of life. She is an instigator (mostly to Abby), loves to play, can’t stand having air blown on her face, plays with her food and food bowl, is happy to stand on her hind legs to garner attention from well-meaning strangers on the street, loves to cuddle at night, can’t wait to be taken out in the morning, craves attention, yet also spends time by herself away from the rest of us, loves to rest on the cool spaces of marble floor, is an incredibly sound sleeper, tries to eat out of Abby’s bowl before, during and after Abby is done with her food, will lick and even playfully bite our face if we’re not careful (usually after we’ve blown on her), has learned how to fetch from her sister (and does a better job of leaving the toy with us to throw again), and loves to taunt Abby when Abby is relaxing, inciting a race around and around our coffee table.
Above all else, Zoey is a ham. She wants to be the cener of attention as often as possible. Sometimes, this manifests itself in ripping up pee pads when we’re not home (we found a solution for this one). Sometimes, it’s her taunting Abby when she (Zoey) is placed in the bed first. Sometimes, it’s that little look she gives after she’s done something wrong, as if she KNOWS that she shouldn’t have done it.
"Ooops I did it again."
Or maybe it’s that she demands anyone in the area rub her belly. She will literally lie on her back, make a motion with her front paws and wait for someone to give her the satisfaction she craves. As we like to say, “Rub her belly and she’ll love you forever.”
With each passing day, I’m ever happier that we found the amazing vets at New York Vet Specialists. They saved her. Zoey is a wonderful presence in our home and our lives; she has made Abby a happier, better adjusted dog; and she makes us smile and laugh. What more could we have wanted from a second dog?