Ruby

We have a new puppy. A few days ago, A client at the animal hospital where Patti works gave her to us. She is a full blood boxer. Apparently the AKC requires three names, so Patti chose Ruby’s Red Squirt. To me, it sounds like a euphemism for one thing that women can do that men cannot (Thank God), but she says that was going to be our last Boxer Izzy’s name before we all started calling her Izzy.

Ruby is only eight weeks old right now, but she seems like she will be a pretty good dog. She’s no Izzy, but she doesn’t need to be.

We have a cat named Kimber who is the alpha animal. He rules the house and always has. It doesn’t matter what animal comes into the house, they all acquiesce to him. Dog, cat or small child, if they get in his face, he smacks them down. Luckily for them, he is de-clawed.

Every one has backed down. Except for Ruby. She approached him and he hissed and growled at her. She stepped back a couple of steps then started barking at him. Kimber looked at me like “What is she doing?” He hissed some more so she barked some more. Finally he just walked away.

I think she is going to fit in just fine.