Nicknames: Mr. Pickey Pants, Niccers, Nicster, NecNec, Nic Niccy, Nic, Shaggy Butt, Furball, Shed Master, Monkey Boy, Toy Boy, Buuddi
Birthday: October 3rd 1997
Likes: Cuddling with his mom
Pet-Peeves: His sister Prissi Lu
Favorite Toy: His very first toy a fire hydrant
Favorite Food: Yummy chew treats
Favorite Walk: Twin Lakes
Best Tricks: We call it the obnixus treat dance
Arrival Story: Nicco was relinquished to Guardian Angels Pug Rescue, by anohter member who had too many pugs and other problems. The first week or so was a little rocky, but wewe have need together lsince Memorial Day 1998. As a co-worker told me, you have had him longer than some people stay married. He is a sweet and loving pug, he wants every one to be happy, sometimes he stresses himself out trying to make everyone else happy. Nicco took a long time to warm up to my husband when he came into the picture but now has accepted him as a permenant part of our family. The love of Nicco's life is his wife Marley.
Bio: Nicco wrote his whole biography once when he was younger - but Aunt Patti told him it was too long. He used to go to work with me on the audit shift in the one hotel I worked in, he had a blast, he'd curl up on my chari and sleep while I worked. He has also did PR work for the rescue.
So Momma has not been updated you on all of our antics much lately, she has got to change that, so let me catch you up a little before my story begins.
I have my own schedule, you know for eating and going outside and ok well that is about all I do anymore. Now I usually do enjoy going out first thing in the morning, but sometimes just to be me, I will wait until 9ish to go out. After that I do not much care to go out until I wake up from my nappy. Just so you get the idea, my nappys can last 10, 12, 14 hours or more. Momma thinks I am sleeping when she checks me, but sometimes I am fakin it.BOL!
Well, the other day, Momma worked the late shift so I was out two or three times in the moring, up to about noon. Then I settled in for a nice long nap, after all the big guy would be in charge of dinner and he just does not make it like Momma.
Momma gets home from work and checks me several times from 930 until midnight and decided it was bedtime. So I waits until she sits on the bed with the Vicks vapor rub in hand, for her feet since she is hacking up a lung from a cold. This is when I decide yep, I need to go outside.
Momma picks me up and starts carrying me to the door, in her just washed nightgown, we get about ten feet from the door and she says to me, "Nicco, baby you are peeing all over me!"
Yes, I am the one peeing I think I know what I am doing!!!!
She sits me on the floor and then when she thinks I am done picks me back up and takes me out to the yard.
BOL!!!!! I thought she was going to take her nightgown off outside, because I have to admit after that long, it was rather stinky!
As soon as we got in the house off it came and out came the carpet scrubber.
Hey, at least before she jumped in the shower, she made me a delish supper of kibble and shredded cheese, my current fav of choice to get me to eat, but that is another story.