She was sitting by the little window where she had been many times before. As each person passed, she tried to get their attention on her, she so wanted to go home with someone. Today a couple walked by, the woman looking yet again at her, they had been here before, many times. This little girl had been there for nearly 4 months. The husband saw his wife looking, with her birthday coming up soon, he could not get her a better present. So they asked to see this little one in a private area.
This was the first Bichon Frise that the woman had ever seen. A few others had been into the pet store, quickly to be adopted, but not this little girl. All white with one cream colored streak running down her right ear, at 6 months old, the store was afraid she may never find a home. But this was her day, she was going home.
She may have been bought as a birthday gift for the woman, but she soon made it clear it was the man that she belonged to. Her intelligence was unmatched. She learned to sit that very afternoon and basically house-trained herself. It took a couple of days for them to decide on her name. That came about when teaching her to fetch.
The house had 2 doors off the living room that led into different bedrooms. Straight through those rooms was a common bathroom. In learning fetch, the toy was thrown to that bathroom from the living room through one or the other of the rooms. The third throw, she realized that it was 1 bath with 2 ways in. She brought back the toy through the other room. From then on, she would go after the toy through the opposite room from the way it was thrown. Then bring the toy back, drop it, then sit like a lady waiting for the next throw. Her name became Lady Wrongway, Lady for short.
She knew many words and phrases. She showed no fear for anything. Even the landlord's larger German Shepard, Cookie. Cookie had been known to kill smaller animals, even dogs. Lady went nose to nose with her with an attitude that was "either we are playing or you are leaving". Cookie got back in her car, and whimpered. Lady had a very deep bark. Many people, when not able to see her, thought it was a much larger dog or Shepard that was barking. Delivery people would ask if the "big dog" was put away, even while petting Lady not realizing she was the source of the bark they had heard.
She was not an overly affectionate baby. Bichon Frise translates from french to 'curly lap dog'. She hated being in your lap. She would sit beside you, that was great! Kiss (or lick) you, hardly and never in the face. In her entire life, she only gave 5 people a kiss on the face, and 3 of them were men. Oh how she liked men! And could flirt! Many women could take a lesson from her.
At the age of fourteen, she became sick. The side of her face swelled. Thinking it might be an abscessed tooth, the woman took her to the vet for an emergency visit. They pulled 2 teeth, but there was another problem. Those teeth nearly fell out. The vet sent a tissue sample for biopsy. Lady had cancer, and it had advanced too far. In a matter of weeks the cancer had spread to her brain. She began to bleed from the mouth and nose.
The "final" decision was made in July 2005. Lady Wrongway left in a peaceful and loving manner, to cross the Rainbow Bridge. Here she resides, waiting once again for her "Daddy" to come for her.
This was the first Bichon Frise that the woman had ever seen. A few others had been into the pet store, quickly to be adopted, but not this little girl. All white with one cream colored streak running down her right ear, at 6 months old, the store was afraid she may never find a home. But this was her day, she was going home.
She may have been bought as a birthday gift for the woman, but she soon made it clear it was the man that she belonged to. Her intelligence was unmatched. She learned to sit that very afternoon and basically house-trained herself. It took a couple of days for them to decide on her name. That came about when teaching her to fetch.
The house had 2 doors off the living room that led into different bedrooms. Straight through those rooms was a common bathroom. In learning fetch, the toy was thrown to that bathroom from the living room through one or the other of the rooms. The third throw, she realized that it was 1 bath with 2 ways in. She brought back the toy through the other room. From then on, she would go after the toy through the opposite room from the way it was thrown. Then bring the toy back, drop it, then sit like a lady waiting for the next throw. Her name became Lady Wrongway, Lady for short.
She knew many words and phrases. She showed no fear for anything. Even the landlord's larger German Shepard, Cookie. Cookie had been known to kill smaller animals, even dogs. Lady went nose to nose with her with an attitude that was "either we are playing or you are leaving". Cookie got back in her car, and whimpered. Lady had a very deep bark. Many people, when not able to see her, thought it was a much larger dog or Shepard that was barking. Delivery people would ask if the "big dog" was put away, even while petting Lady not realizing she was the source of the bark they had heard.
She was not an overly affectionate baby. Bichon Frise translates from french to 'curly lap dog'. She hated being in your lap. She would sit beside you, that was great! Kiss (or lick) you, hardly and never in the face. In her entire life, she only gave 5 people a kiss on the face, and 3 of them were men. Oh how she liked men! And could flirt! Many women could take a lesson from her.
At the age of fourteen, she became sick. The side of her face swelled. Thinking it might be an abscessed tooth, the woman took her to the vet for an emergency visit. They pulled 2 teeth, but there was another problem. Those teeth nearly fell out. The vet sent a tissue sample for biopsy. Lady had cancer, and it had advanced too far. In a matter of weeks the cancer had spread to her brain. She began to bleed from the mouth and nose.
The "final" decision was made in July 2005. Lady Wrongway left in a peaceful and loving manner, to cross the Rainbow Bridge. Here she resides, waiting once again for her "Daddy" to come for her.
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