My New Pet

There is never a boring moment in our house due to the presence of my best friend, Daffodil affectionately addressed as “Daffy” by all. She is the funniest dog alive. In my family, she is the clown of the bunch. From the way she picks fights with the cats in the house to her nonstop playing with illy collection of stuffed animals. The best place to start would be to describe her jealous nature. Daffy has this idea that she is the baby of the house. To humour her along we make it a point not to bring any other baby or even cuddle babies when she is around, and if by chance we do so, she makes it clear that she is upset with us by growling or ignoring us.

Another part of his jealousy is when I am around. She will always try to sit between my parents or sit on my father’s lap conveying the message as to who the baby of the house is! Sibling rivalry with an animal is very hard to digest.

Last but not least is her obsession with my stuffed animal collection, not to mention, her ball collection. She has them scattered around the house and even in the back yard. Each one of course, has been slobbered to perfection. When we give her a new toy or ball she will play with it and carry it around with her for a number of days until that too has been slobbered to join the rest of the collection. You throw one of her favourite stuffed animals and she will go after it with lightning speed.

For us is Daffy is more than just a pet — she is part of the family.