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Chase The German Shepherd Dog
Here’s a few pics and videos of Chase.
The Tale of Chase and His Half-a-Ball: A Long-Haired German Shepherd Love Story
There are dog lovers, and then there are staunch “my-dogs-are-my-co-pilots, my-shadow, my-ride-or-dies” type of dog lovers. My wife and I? Definitely the latter. And it all began with Chase, our Long-Haired German Shepherd born on 25th January 2023; a majestic and fluffy, fiercely loyal, and ridiculously stubborn dog with one very peculiar obsession: his prized possession, half-a-ball.
The Ball that Never Dies
Chase adored a particular toy above all others: a red ball. But let’s make no mistake—this is not a ball, and once it even ceased to exist. A long time ago, it did, and in fact Chase loved to fetch it—round, smooth and completely undamaged. However, now? Well, now it resembles an object of interest that has been subjected to a brutal archaeological dig. It overflows with bite marks, is disfigured beyond recognition, is in need of surgery, and quite frankly, had physics not intervened, would have ceased to exist by now.
As dutiful dog guardians, we engaged in speculative thinking. Why do we not attempt to acquire a new ball for him? Or, alternatively, how about two dozen brand new red balls that are identical to the first one? Since it was clear to us that the only issue was his lack of options. Makes sense, right?
No, not at all.
When Chase came out to play, he was greeted by several pristine new balls. Instead of running towards them like a sane dog, he sniffed them thoroughly and walked away as if he had just seen the antichrist. He didn’t even bother touching the fresh balls because at the end of the day, all he wanted was his half-ball. His one true love, the ball most people would disassociate with, is a half-chewed, nearly unrecognizable, blended piece of rubber that is coated with slobber. No other ball comes close to it.
Meet Skylar and Floppy: The Sister Duo
At this point, I am sure you have also deduced that Chase is our favorite dog in the family. For reasons that I am sure will be explained later, we can’t be normal people and leave him all by himself, hence, we got him two sisters. Now Chase was born on January 25, 2023, and so were his new sisters, making him a year older than the two. We surely love a good symmetric story.
Floppy most accurately describes the look of confusion, her ears thrown in different directions, give her a quirky, cartonish look style that can be also described as outright unique. Together with Skyler, who serves as the more excitement-driven dog, they have singlehandedly changed Chase’s life for the better, but the worst for Chase’s owners. The sweetest part? The lovely, heart-melting chaos they create while together.
The Three Musketeers (And Their Chauffeur—Me)
These three are a tight-knit group, and it is amusing to note that they would take my job if given the chance. They sit in the front row of the car when we go for rides together, which is a must. It gets pretty crowded because Chase assumes the shotgun role, while Skylar and Floppy scrunch up at the back like two misbehaved toddlers on a family trip.
As I am idling at stoplights, Chase scans the pedestrians and judges every single person’s life decisions while Sklyar and Floppy use the chance to bark at random objects. It is hard to get any gas without an event happening either. Whenever I leave the car unattended, all three dogs treat me like I am abandoning them and press their noses on the window as I step away until I come back.
The Ball Conspiracy Continues
With the arrival of two new sisters, one would assume that Chase would loosen up over the ball. Chase doesn’t share, nor does he seem inclined to. Everyone is baffled along with Skylar and Floppy because they are unaware of his bizarre dedication to the mangled ball. Those two other dogs would much rather chase the new red balls, which frustrates Chase to no end as he sits and perpetually observes the younger dogs, shaking his head in disbelief.
Now and then, Floppy makes an attempt to capture Chase’s half-ball to try understanding the excitement surrounding it, which is always an awful decision. Chase always gets it back with all the fervor of a person who is safeguarding the final piece of pizza at a party.
Life with The Trio
Our lives now center around three enormous, cute, spoiled, and incredibly funny dogs. Some bone of contention includes but is not limited to:
✅ Chase still not accepting the fact that his ball is not a ball anymore.
✅ Skylar being the main culprit of mischief.
✅ Floppy attempting to act like a baffled potato.
✅ All of them fighting for a ride in the car as if the car belongs to them.
We would not want it any other way.
So, if you ever spot a car zooming past with three extravagant Long Haired German Shepherds- one inconspicuously gripping a half-ball in his mouth while the other two stare in perplexment- you now have an idea as to who we are.
And if by chance you have a chewed up, barely recognizable red ball that is too damaged for any normal person to use, then to you Chase may just consider you his best pal.
P.S. Your guess is as good as mine on how we can convince Chase to replace the beloved trinket he keeps with a brand new, whole red ball. It’s safe to assume that whatever he has will remain. 🐾
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