I wanted to introduce you to the smaller of my two furry four legged friends Ruby….
I loved dogs for as long as I can remember. Me and my sister spent years constantly nagging our parents to get us a puppy. My sister knew every dog breed of by heart and we had so many cuddly dog toys. When I was around the age of 10 about to start my last year of primary school they finally gave in and agreed to get a dog. We began by looking around a few animal shelters but we weren’t suitable for any rescue dogs due to us being a young family, so we began looking at people advertising puppies. After failing to find anything, one day after work my mum took us to a local farm shop to have a look around for something to do. While looking around we saw that they had a notice board full of people trying to sell animals, such as pigs, goats, horses and also puppies (Yay)!! We sat in the car outside the shop and rang the number of someone selling both Jack Russell and Jack Russell cross Yorkshire terrier puppies. The man on the other end of the phone told us to wait in the car park and he would bring the puppies to us. No less than ten minutes later a big people carrier turned up with two topless gypsy guys inside and a basket full of tiny white, black and tan puppies.
(Now if you’re a dog fan you will know that when buying a puppy there’s a few unwritten rules you should follow. The puppies should be 8 weeks old or older. You should see both the mum and the dad to check out what there temperament is like and you should also see how the puppies interact in a home environment.)
Completely ignoring these rules we returned home with a palm sized female Jack Russell cross Yorkie pup, who we think was younger than 8 weeks old. She also had had her tail docked way to short which means it was cut off leaving a small stump, but this is supposed to be done by a vet and only to dogs who are going to be used for work (oopsy). We decided to name the pup Ruby and she soon became part of the family. She finally started to grow and her ears went through the most crazy twisted transformation before they became her big pointy satellite ears. She’s such a human though, she knows when your upset or nervous and just need some comfort and I swear she understands everything I say to her! She hates the postman and loves carrots and playing zoomies more than anything. Her hair grows like crazy and she turns into a yeti in the winter months before being shaved in the summer so she doesn’t get too hot.
While I was in my first year at university, I was on FaceTime to my family when they mentioned that at her yearly check-up the vet noticed that her eye was cloudy. After some investigation the vet said it was a tumour and the best decision for my little pup was to take would be to remove her eye. I cried in my little room in halls for hours after I found out because I was so worried about her but the operation went ahead and she recovered fine. She copes so well without her eye, but she does hit her head and walk into things occasionally, but I think it adds to her cute character. Now at a grand age of 10 years old this one eyed gypsy dog still zooms around like a complete nutter and this year we even found 84p under the pillow in her bed which we are guessing is her runaway fund. I know I’m biased but I love this little yeti mutt so so much. We have grown up together, she has been there in the main years of me growing up and becoming who I am! These two pictures below are around ten year’s apart can you tell a difference?
Thanks for reading
Little Mayfly x