Meet Whipply.  My sister and her boyfriend recently welcomed another canine into their ever-growing family of animals you can’t eat (at least in this country.) The largest being a horse and the smallest being Whipply (I’m pretty sure this dog is smaller than her cat.)  I’ve already forgotten what breed Whipply is but I can tell you I won’t forget her spunk.  This dog was rescued from the side of the road where she’d been hit by a car.  With a shattered back leg in a cast and a few missing toes on her front paws, this dog is five months old and has already experienced enough tragedy for a lifetime.

With all of the tragedy in her life, you’d expect Whipply might have a little chip on her shoulder; a little “leave me alone.”  The truth is, confronted with Coop-a-doop and his big bat, she welcomed the attention! Cooper fell in love immediately and spent a good amount of time chasing Whipply around the backyard of my parent’s house.  Morale of this story? If something bad happens to you, there are two choices, you can live life with a chip on your shoulder or you can just let life hit you with a big plastic bat.  🙂