My Life with Piccolo - 3 Years Later



It's been three years since I brought my little boy home...actually tomorrow will be three years to the day.  As I have written in my one year and two year posts, it's unbelievable how quickly time flies, an eye-blink.


Piccolo goes cross-country

Every single day it gets better and better and I can't believe how much happiness one little creature could bring to my life.  He has gotten smarter and more mature.  What amazes me so much is how he listens and obeys commands; except when it comes to his only weakness - food.  Any way he can get his little paws on food he does it.  His eyes get glossed over, his pupils dilate, and he becomes this other creature.  I once caught him sneaking, slowly, moving towards my plate, ever so carefully and quietly, between my body and my arm and the table. I only caught him because I saw this little nose on the corner of my eye. He is very slick and unbelievably smart. 

Piccolo goes with me just about everywhere, he seems to relax me - there's something soothing about having this breathing creature around.  His little body emits a tremendous amount of pure energy - imagine a heating pad without the electricity.  Esthetically, he looks like he came to life out of a painting or sculpture, so elegant and beautiful. 

Looking back, highlights of the year are numerous, from walking miles and miles with him during the summer to the almost monthly jaunts to the vet to his sock monkey beds.  Did I mention Piccolo has a very particular stomach even though his mouth will put any kind of food into it?  The smallest little thing will upset his g.i. tract; he goes through more Pepcid than anyone I know.  Other than that, he's a diamond.


Fat-free whipped cream for his royal highness every morning.

Every morning, I take Piccolo to Starbucks I get my iced coffee and Mr. P. gets a small fat-free whipped cream which he woofs down (excuse the pun).  He then comes with me to the office or to day camp.  Note the monkey bed - I found this one bed at Walgreen's back in July this year and at first he thought it was a giant squeaky toy.  Then it became his favourite bed out of all the ten beds strategically located around the house.  When I went back to the store, the beds were sold out - then I went to five surrounding stores (and even checked when I traveled to other cities) - the beds were sold out everywhere.  In August, Walgreen's had the beds again, this time double the price; I bought the entire inventory of the surrounding stores and replaced his other beds with sock monkey beds.  Ten are on reserve.

In September, I took Piccolo with me to a "bark-up" in Seattle - it was great and the people in the Northwest were incredibly gracious.  He was even made a cake by The Dining Dog (www.diningdog.com) in celebration of his 3rd birthday - made of oat flour, peanut butter, yogurt, carrots & egg, it was great! The owner made one big cake for all the twenty-some pooches that had showed up to the bark-up (left) and one small one for me to take back (right).

                 

It's twenty minutes before 2011 closes.  Piccolo is on his sock monkey bed, which is beside me as I type this.  Looking back, I count my blessings for a wonderful year - and look forward to two things, less visits to the vet and many more beautiful experiences with my little pooch.


 
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