Meet Our Doggy Playmate: Pippa at Grand Avenue
Pippa is such a legend around Dog Days’ Grand Avenue location that one staffer wrote a song in her honor. The essence of that work is “run Pippa run Pippa run.” And she does.
She’s an enthusiastic Pembroke Corgi, just over 2 years old. When Pippa’s mom went to pick out a puppy, another dog came out, head-butted her leg, then flopped over for a tummy rub. That was Pippa’s dad, and Pippa inherited his love for belly rubs as well as her ability to spot likely tummy-rub-givers among the humans she meets.
Pippa’s human mom is Molly, and she works in the school system. When it was time to go back in the fall she looked to Dog Days because it’s a great place for Pippa to hang out, run around with dog friends, and load up on tummy rubs.
When she’s not herding her friends or charming people at daycare, Pippa is sweet, funny, and playful. The kitchen is a favorite spot, whether resting her head on Molly’s foot during an evening’s dishwashing or waiting just outside the doorway for crumbs and morsels to fall to the floor so she can hoover them up. Her palette isn’t discriminating. She loves orange slices, broccoli, and treats her grandpa sneaks to her. Her hobbies include barking at snowplows, thunder, and people on the street. In peaceful moments she sits on the couch and looks out the window, reflecting on what she needs to alert her people to next, and who might be coming along to rub her tummy.
Molly says that Pippa’s instinct for who will give her a tummy rub is “practically a sixth sense.” When they go walking, Pippa keeps her eye out. “She doesn’t do it for everyone we see on the street, but every now and then she will see someone and just lay down on the sidewalk,” Molly said. “She will not budge, even for treats. She just stares down her target.” Molly continues, “As they get closer, she starts to wiggle her butt. Without fail, the person will ask to pet her and she gets her belly rub.” That’s an uncanny skillset.
Piles of leaves and heaps of snow are an Adventureland for Pippa. Every fall when the raking’s done, it’s time for as many rousing rounds of “pop goes the Pippa” as she can get in before the leaves are bagged. In the winter she bounds through the snow, and in the summer she hangs out at the pool. Still not a huge fan of the pool but she’s game for new and fun experiences.
Pippa’s fan club extends to the schools where mom Molly works. She’s regularly visited by students and staffers to show off the latest pictures of her adorable Corgi housemate. And come on, who wouldn’t want to see that?
Run Pippa run Pippa run. We’ll try to keep up.
Written by Ann Warren of Blue Box Word Service, LLC. All photos courtesy of Pippa’s mom
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