After more than a decade with us, Nibbies has passed on. We captured her, literally, just before Thanksgiving when we saw a hungry stray pit bull darting across Cleveland Avenue and couldn't catch her. We ended up leaving an entire chicken carcass for her (dinner party, stock) and the next day I went out into the driveway to see another guy attempting to catch her -- once he did, he explained that he was on his way to a crucial job and he wasn't sure he could do better than put her in his truck -- could I take her? We kept her for a few weeks while we tried to find her owners -- and we heard lots of rumors about her possible residence. Finally we found her previous owner, and asked if he would like her back. "Oh no, " he said. "I didn't actually own her. She's a little wanderer and she stayed here for a while, but now she's yours. " She's been ours for many years now, and in that time she's done plenty of wandering. She used to break out of our yard and into other yards, where she'd teach the other dogs to escape. Once we moved to Bellefonte, she made friends with the local police because she would break out and go straight to the station for a ride. In April of this year, she decided it was too chilly in the yard, so she went into the library and then visited the bank. She loved to dominate small dogs from a distance, but got along with all manner of animals and humans up close. In short, she was wonderful. We were lucky to have her. And unfortunately our time has now drawn to a close. RIP, little wanderer. I hope wherever you're headed next is a grand adventure.
