Pipi The Wonder Dog – Let’s Talk Pet Series

I just wanted to state before getting into the post that I will now be running my ‘Let’s Talk Pet Series’ Everything Tuesday AND Saturday (instead of Fridays) as I want to keep my Fridays open for Giveaways.

Today’s guest post is brought to you by the ever so lovely Kat who runs a fabulous and beautiful blog called Femenish.com and I highly recommend you check her blog out!

About Kat


I’m a fashion and wannabee travel blogger (femenish.com) from Auckland, New Zealand. I love chips, writing, reading and spending time with friends and family!

Pipi is the best dog in the world. Not joking. She’s my world, the one who comes to me when I’m upset and licks my tears away when I cry. Seriously, dogs are just the best. It’s true what they say, dogs are (wo)man’s best friend.

Some of you might be wondering why Pipi isn’t spelt ‘Pippi’ (as in Longstocking). The reason for that is because Pipi is a Maori word for an edible bivalve found in the sand in NZ. It’s pretty much like a clam. When I was little we would go hunting in the wet sand at the beach for Pipis (not the dog). We’d cook them until they opened up and my dad would eat them, or we would crack them open and use them for bait when fishing.

It was dad’s choice to call our beautiful fox terrier Pipi. And I have to say it is the perfect name for her. When Pipi was little, her surrogate mother was our cat, Jessie. Jessie was a very no-nonsense, yet chill, cat who didn’t put up with any naughty behaviour from Pipi. I never thought a dog and a cat could get on so well, until I saw these two. When Jessie died, Pipi noticeably missed Jessie.

She has a cheeky nature and loves food (which dog doesn’t?). When she was little she’d run up and down the beach after the tennis ball or a stick. We ended up having to stop giving her tennis balls because she became obsessed with them and would just rip the fluff off them.

Pipi also has a love of chocolate, which we all know is dangerous for dogs (one time she ate a whole huge block of Toblerone, and ended up at the vet getting her stomach pumped). Let’s just say she has an expensive palette. These days, Pipi helps herself to the pears on the pear trees. This summer she was usually found down the back of the garden pulling the pears off the tree and eating them one by one.

When my parents came to visit me in the UK, they left Pipi with our trusted dog carer. Pipi loves going to her place, and Rapunzel (the dog carer) loves looking after her. However, one day Pipi managed to escape through a gate that the postman came through. Rapunzel got home and noticed Pipi was missing. My brother and sister texted me to say Pipi has gone missing and that people were looking for her. She was found outside a house on the North Shore in Auckland, not far from where she’d been staying. She was howling and terrified. The animal control picked her up and my grandparents went to collect her from the kennels the next day. My Oma and Opa said that she cried the whole way home and then ate two cans of sardines.

There were some funny aspects of the story. There was a rumour on Facebook that she’d been seen running over the Harbour Bridge and that a cop had tried to catch her, and that she was spotted running through Victoria Park.

We were all just happy that she was safe and well. To be honest, I thought I was never going to see her again. When she was found, I just felt so relieved. I actually thought that I would never see her again.

Things Pipi likes:

  1. Food.
  2. The beach.
  3. Sleeping.
  4. Going for drives.
  5. Waiting for crumbs to drop down off the table at cafes.

Things Pipi doesn’t like:

  1. Little kids.
  2. Busy places.
  3. Other dogs (when she was younger she was fine but now that she’s older she’s a bit nervy).
  4. When people appear out of nowhere and startle her.

Overall, Pipi is a dog who just loves being around humans. I’m pretty sure she thinks she is human too. Sorry Pipi…

Pipi seems like such a wonderful, care-free and spirited soul! Thank you so much for sharing your lovely pet story with us!

And don’t forget that you can still share yours too! Just send your story to my email: Littletinkable@Gmail.com –

Along with a short bio of your and/or your pet, any pictures you want added and social media handles/links.

And as always thank you so much for reading! I hope you all have a wonderful weekend and don’t forget to take a little time out for yourself, even if it’s five minutes to breath in silence.

Our little fluffy Angel

It’s been a long while since I have added to my pet series, ‘Let’s talk pets’ but I am finally starting to feel myself and I think I’ve managed to get myself back on track, so there will be a lot more pet stories coming your way!

Thank you all so much for your patience and without any further ado here’s the wonderful Karalee’s pet story.


My name is Karalee, and I from Texas, but I currently live in Denmark. On my blog Tales of Belle, I write about beauty, books, and lifestyle.

Blog: https://talesofbelle.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/karaleecupcake
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Angel

When I was a young child, my parents adopted a husky-chow puppy and named her Angel due to her white color. Shortly after my parents adopted Angel, she became sick and it was discovered she had parvo.

My parents did the at-home treatment and Angel pulled through!

Since then, Angel grew close to me and my parents as well as our others dogs. As a puppy, Angel was very good and did not destroy our house. At one point Angel even taught herself to give paw when we asked her to sit.

Angel and her doggo sibling

When me and my parents moved to a new house, Angel slept in my room on my bed. She also had tons of outdoor space to run around, and she would take the occasional swim in the pond, but she hated when her paws got dirty when it was wet and muddy outside. She also enjoyed going for walks around the neighbourhood with our other dogs.

Since Texas could get rather hot and Angel had a thick husky coat I had to brush her frequently and she would enjoy her favourite treat while I did so which was the dog version of peanut butter ice cream. If I did not brush her enough, the whole house and my clothes would be covered in white hair. 

For, Christmas I would buy presents for my parents as well as for Angel. Angel learned how to tear open the wrapping paper, and she loved getting new plush toys with squeakers inside and new dog treats. She also liked showing off the new collars I bought for her and her shirts and sweaters which she would wear during the cooler months.

When I was packing to leave for university, Angel laid in my suitcase wanting me to bring her. I missed her while I was at university, but when I returned home during school breaks I always brought her treats and a new toy and she was always excited to see me again.

After I had my daughter, Angel would lay by her and watch over her. Angel was a great companion during the brief time my daughter got to know her. Sadly Angel passed away after I moved to Denmark, but I will always remember the good times I shared with her.

Angel and her new best friend

What a beautiful and carefree soul your little Angel had! I’m terribly sorry that she’s no longer with you but the memories you have and as you mention above, the brief time your daughter got to share with her are treasure you can keep with you always.

Thank you so much for sharing your lovely pet story with us!

If you would like to share your pet story simply:
Email me at: Littletinkable@Gmail.com
With your pet story, pictures and a short bio of your pet &/or you.
(If you have a blog and wish to add any social links feel free to do so!)
I look forward to reading (and sharing!) the next pet story.
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The Unsung Furry Hero

Introducing the ‘Lets Talk Pets Series’ a series where I share YOUR stories about YOUR (or someone you know) pets. Here I’ll be sharing all kind of pet stories from heart harming to heart breaking, from crying to laughing. These are true stories of people’s pets or of people’s pets.

Today’s story is told by Danielle Calloway. Danielle Calloway currently lives in Ecuador as a volunteer teaching the deaf.  In her free time, she writes.  Her first novel, The Lost Child, based on a true story of an abandoned deaf boy, is now on Amazon. And with out any further delay here’s Danielle’s pet story! You can follow Danielle on Twitter by clicking on to her username – @AuthorCalloway

Charmaine and I were sitting drinking smoothies out of a plastic bag, watching the hordes of people in the bustling open market, when we saw a curious sight.  A dog walked up to a small bakery, sat down and stared at the owner.  She looked down at the dog and told him, “I’ll be with you in a minute.”  After attending to her customers, she filled a bag with bread and handed it to the dog.  The dog gently took it in his mouth and trotted off, tail wagging.

Seeing us watching her, she explained, “The dog comes by every day.  I can see that he’s well cared for and loved, which means he has a family.  The strange thing is, he never opens the bag, just takes it and trots off.  I figure he’s bringing it home to his family and they must need the bread.”

“Aren’t you curious to know who he belongs to?” asked Charmaine.

“Of course,” she said, “I’ve thought about putting a note in the bag, but I don’t know, I think I like not knowing.  And I don’t want the family to feel obligated to pay me.  This is something I can do to help someone in need.”

Fifteen years later, while walking my dog, a woman asked if she could pet her.  We sat down and as she pet my dog she said, “About 15 years or so ago, I had a dog.  He was the best dog I’ve ever had.  You know, he saved our family?  We were out of work, didn’t even have money to buy food.  I didn’t know how I was going to feed my children and they were crying from hunger.  One day my dog went out in the direction of the open market came back with bread.  He did that every day.  And it was bread in a bag!  At first, I thought he stole the bag, but since it happened every day, someone must’ve been giving the bread to him.  He never opened the bag, never ate the bread, just came every morning and gave it to me.”

As her eyes misted with tears, remembering her hero, I said, “Do you want to know what really happened?” and I proceeded to tell her what I saw that day, years ago.

I think we can all agree that this is one story I’m glad I read. What a good dog! And such a lovely ending to a lovely story about an incredible pet!

If you have story about someone’s pet or have one about your own and would like to share it please email me your story, at: littletinkable@gmail.com

I truly hope you enjoyed today’s first post of my new series of ‘lets talk pets!’ If you have any feed back I’d love to hear it in the comments below. Please don’t forget to subscribe, share and like. I hope you all have peaceful and lovely week. until next time!

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