The New Marley – Crazy Daisy

In the movie, Marley, Owen Wilson and Jennifer Aniston adopt a yellow lab, Marley, who turns the world upside down. He destroys their house during lightning storms, eats Aniston’s necklace, defecates on a dog’s beech and jumps on a female dog trainer. But in the end, they fall in love with Marley and are devastated when part of their family dies.
My parents have a Jack Russell terrier mix or is she part pit bull? She is a medium size dog with brown and white markings. Her face reminds me of a bullmastiff and the chest of pit bull. Daisy used to be my brother’s dog, but he gave her to my parents. This is the second time my brother has dumped his dog onto my parents. As a puppy, he used to live her outside all day when he worked and sometimes, he’d be gone for twelve hours, so I wonder if the poor thing was traumatized.
So, Daisy has now created adventures at my parents’ house, rivaling anything Marley has done. For starters, her antics started on New Year’s Eve. Every New Year’s, my sister and brother-in-law invite us over for a game night. They have a German Shepherd, Morgan, and my parents opted to keep Daisy home.
My parents drove home to their house and knew something was wrong when they reached the front door – the lacey curtain and rod hanging behind the door was missing. The front door has nine small windows, so mom had sewed curtains and hung it on the door. They opened the door and gasped. The bent rod and shredded curtain littered their floor.
Wagging her tail, Daisy came bounding to greet them. As they ventured into the living room, the Christmas tree still stood, but a plantation blind did not fare well. Broken bits of wood were on the floor and bite marks marred the blind. My mother had just bought the plantation blinds.
Next they entered the kitchen. Once again, the patio door’s hanging drapes were missing. On the floor, mother’s heavy green drapes had a huge hole in the middle of it. These are heavy drapes and Daisy must have eaten a can of Popeye’s spinach to pull them off the rod.
My father loses his temper with dogs, but mother said he was in shocked. He waved his hand and hurried into the bedroom to stop from killing Daisy. He turned on the bedroom light and blinked. Their bedroom is against a picture window and has plantation blinds. Once again, on his side of the bed, part of the plantation blind had been gnawed. Father sat on the bed and hung his head and his shoulders slumped. “I’m so mad – I don’t know what to do.”
Daisy lopped into the room and snuggled down in her dog cushion next to the bed. My parents had been dutifully punished for leaving her alone.