Chip is a Tibetan Spaniel. We bought him for Corrie for her 5th
birthday.
The Tibbie breed is nothing
short of outstanding in its dedication and loyalty to family. This little guy would sleep
wrapped around Corries head, or under my covers keeping my feet warm. He would
travel room to room at night to make sure everyone was protected. This breed was prized by the
Tibetan Priests. He kept watch from the high monastery walls watching for
strangers. When he saw one approaching, he would sound the alarm and the Tibetan Mastiff's
would go out to see who was approaching. He was also known as the Foot
Warmer of the Dahli Lama's. Chip was very special to our
family. His best trick was learned when we moved here from the city. He
learned the word "Carpet". When he came into the house with muddy feet, I would say
"Carpet". Chip would immediately lay down and roll onto his back, muddy
feet in the air and wait for me to
wipe him off. He was such a faithful dog. He would wait for me every night to come home from
work. He was either just inside the french doors, or up on the wood pile on the front
porch. One night he wasn't waiting in either place. I knew instantly that something was
wrong. It was snowing and Chip would never wander off alone. He has not been seen
since. Flyers placed around the entire community, police departments and humane society proved
useless. About a year after his disappearance, our new dog brought home a skull that
much resembled that of a Tibetan Spaniel. We fear that a pack of coyotes cornered Chip and
carried him away in the snow. There has been no real closure for this loss. We miss
him terribly. So much guilt behind his loss. Never again will I ever trust a dog outside alone, no
matter how well trained or homebound they are. They just are not safe.
I'm sorry Chipster. I miss you. My feet are cold every night. You were the best little dog
in the West. Be well my friend.
