“Back in the Fall of 2004, my older Corgi Penny Poo passed away at the age of 14. Her heart gave out and so did mine. My poor Pembroke boy Phil was about four years old and really took losing her hard. For him, Penny Poo had disappeared and he couldn’t handle it at all.
Within days it became apparent that Liz was definitely not a lady, had no manners, was ultra bossy, extremely active, inquisitive, and a real troublemaker. Very UN-Liz like! So she became “Winnie Big Ears Thar Poo” which is very Canadian and British. Winnie soon became boss in our house. Phil was so laid back and easygoing that he didn’t mind a bit. When he got fed up with her, he’d wrestle her and try to sit on her to stop her. This usually slowed her down a bit, but not for long. At the time Phil was getting larger and larger and gaining much too much weight, so if he sat on you, you knew it!
reason and Winnie wouldn’t slow down. If we met other dogs, Phil approached them like the friendly, laid back soul he was, but Winnie was quite different. She had to be top dog even if she was the youngest and smallest. If a confrontation developed — which she usually initiated with a growl — she’d run back behind Phil so he could handle the offender. He was quite happy to defend her. What a pair they were!
One day I took my boys to the beach at Lake Ontario. Phil wanted nothing to do with the water, so he found a nice shady spot and parked. Winnie decided that the waves had no business on her beach, and for two hours she paced the beach attacking each wave as it came in. Out of sheer exhaustion she grudgingly had to give up the losing battle! Phil must have been quietly laughing watching her antics the entire time. He had himself a good, long nap.
Since Phil passed, Winnie’s been fine as an only dog. She’d developed a uterine infection at the time of his passing and had to go in for spaying shortly after we lost him. That probably kept her mind off of losing him.
Right now it’s November, so we’re getting ready for another Canadian winter, though they aren’t as bad as in years past. Gotta get the igloo patched, just in case we get a bad storm and have to cuddle Winnie for days!”
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