So God sent a dog

My cousin in California came home from work a few weeks ago to find an unfamiliar puppy sitting in her front yard, “very calmly, politely, as though she’d been waiting for someone to come home. There was a pillowcase tied around her neck, and we’re guessing someone was using it as a leash. We thought at first she might be a homeless person’s dog, but she’s well-fed and cared for, yet no collar or microchip. We’ve put out a call for a found dog in case someone lost her, but that doesn’t seem likely, somehow.”

This puppy, which they guessed to be about 3 months old and by all appearances a purebred Australian Cattle Dog, latched onto my cousin instantly, and almost as quickly installed herself in their household of three cats and one other dog, all of which welcomed her with open, uh, paws.


Taking a rest together after a long hike.

While her origins and means of arrival in my cousin’s yard are likely always to remain a mystery, at least naming the puppy was easy. There were two flash cards left with her, one of which read “zipper.”


That’s pretty clear direction, I’d say. So that’s her name now.

As my cousin reported this chain of events on Facebook, several of her friends told her this dog must be a gift from the universe, and that clearly she had been chosen to be Zipper’s new Person. My cousin is no stranger to the metaphysical shades, and recognized that this was not a coincidence or accident.

“I’m still marveling over the whole situation,” she told me in a chat message. “Nothing like this has ever happened to me. I feel like I’m going to wake up and it’ll have been a dream.”

Despite the challenging logistics of house training a puppy with no caregiver at home during the day, my cousin and her partner have figured out what they need to do for Zipper and have made her one of the family. She reported recently, “After two weeks and a day of puppy guardianship, there are a few things I’ve learned. One, life with a puppy is one long, extended potty break. Two, I’ve developed the sense that if the house is quiet and puppy cannot be seen, something must be amiss, and should be investigated immediately. Third, the amount of growth and learning and wonderment that’s packed into two weeks is truly extraordinary.”

I’m glad this dog and this woman found each other, and that my cousin can provide a warm, safe, loving, happy home for an animal that could so easily have become just another speck of flotsam and jetsam on the uncaring urban sea. Of all the yards in all the neighborhoods in all the big cold city, Zipper picked one of the very best.

We’re all rooting for her to grow up to be a healthy and well-behaved pet, companion, and playmate for the other dog (and the cats too, if they want), and wish her a long and happy life.


So God Made a Dog

And on the ninth day,Β God looked down on his wide-eyed children and said, “They need a companion.”
So God made a dog.

God said, “I need somebody willing to wake up and give kisses, pee on a tree, sleep all day, wake up again, give more kisses, and then stay up till midnight basking in the glow of the television set.”
So God made a dog.

God said, “I need somebody willing to sit, then stay, then roll over, then, with no ego or complaint, dress in hats they don’t need and costumes they don’t understand. I need somebody who can break wind without a first careΒ or a second thought. Who can chase tails, sniff crotches, fetch sticks and lift spirits with a lick. Somebody who, no matter what you didn’t do or couldn’t take or didn’t win or couldn’t make, will love you without judgment just the same.”
So God made a dog.

God said, “I need somebody strong enough to pull sleds and find bombs, yet gentle enough to love babies and lead the blind. Somebody who will spend all day on a couch with a resting head and supportive eyes to lift the spirits of a broken heart.”
So God made a dog.

It had to be somebody who would remain patient and loyal even through loneliness. Somebody to care, cuddle, snuggle and nuzzle and cheer and charm and snore and slobber and eat the trash and chase the squirrels. Somebody who would bring a family together with the selflessness of an open heart. Somebody who would bark, and then pant, and then reply with rapid wag of tail when their best friend says, “Let’s go for a ride in the car.”
So God made a dog.



10 thoughts on “So God sent a dog

  1. She a ‘bluey’. One of my countrymen [woman] or blue heeler. They love rounding stuff up. Every young tradesman wants a ‘ute’ and a Bluey. They are very intelligent and very loyal and easy to train.

  2. What a cutie – yes a blue heeler. Ours is a red merle and used to try to herd the cats, when we had cats. Heelers can get into trouble if they aren’t given a job as some of them are very high energy, as most working dogs are. But it looks like Zipper has settled right in. Lucky dog and lucky family to have her. πŸ™‚

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