Photo Comments (1)Age: 18 Years Sex: Male
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Pooch, Stinkerbella, and Knucklehead
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October 16th 1995
Evangers Hunk of Beef
He spins and dances on his hind legs
I was working at the ticket counter for Northwest Airlines at Reagan National airport in Dec 1995. An international passenger was checking in with a co-worker who was working next to me. The passenger had too many carry-ons and my co-worker told the passsenger he would have to check one. The passenger protested, saying he couldn't and opened the bag to reveal a puppy inside a small plastic kennel. My co-worker asked me what to do, and I advised the passenger , who was travelling to China, that he must have various health certificates and documents authorized by the Chinese Embassy before he could take a live animal into the country. I offered to change his reservation to a different day so he could go the the embassy and get the necessary documentation, but he was adamant about leaving that day. I told him he had two choices...change his reservation and get the documents needed, or call someone to come and pick the puppy up because there was no way the dog could travel without the proper papers. It was the Christmas travel season, and the passenger explained that anyone he could call had already left town for the holidays. As we were talking, I had opened the kennel and picked up the puppy, who was kissing me and just being a bundle of love and energy in my arms. The passenger then got a bright idea and said ," Would you watch him for me until I get back from China?" It took me two seconds to answer yes, so we exchanged phone numbers and he gave me all the puppy info he had gotten with the dog from the breeder. The passenger told me that he had purchased the dog the day before from a breeder to bring to China and give to his mother as a gift. He was only 8 weeks old and wiggly bundle of love. For the next three weeks the pup and I were best buds. He was potty trained in a few days, and he slept with me from the first night. He would wake me up by standing on my face when he had to go out to potty. Needless to say, I fell in love with him. When the three weeks were almost over, I checked the owner's reservation in the computer to verify his return date and time, and to my surprise, he had extended his return for another two weeks! I was so glad to have the little furball a little longer and we bonded even more. The passenger left in December, a week before Christmas, and he extended his trip a number of times and finally returned sometime in February! I had the dog for nearly two months and hated to let him go. When the owner finally returned and showed up at the airport I dreaded handing over the pooch. He approached me with a file in his hand and asked me how the dog was. I told him that I had fallen head over heels in love with him and it killed me to give him back. The passenger told me he only bought the dog as a gift for his mother and that he lived in a no-pet apartment. He asked me if I was willing to buy the dog from him for the price he paid the breeder. He showed me the receipt for the dog he was keeping in the folder he was holding, along with pictures of the dog's parents and lineage. I was so elated I would have paid double and quickly wrote him out a check. I had called him "pooch" the whole time and he had gotten used to answering to it, so I had to think of a name that would be able to use "pooch" as a nickname. My co-workers came up with the name Puccini, which worked out perfectly!
Bella. my second poodle, came from a neglectful environment from which she had been rescued. When I got her in 2003, she looked as though she had never been groomed or bathed, with hair covering her whole face and mats all over. She was filthy with feces stuck to her behind. But the worst was how emaciated she was..you could feel every bone in her body..her spine stuck out like a razor blade and you could feel every rib. She was only 4 lbs and about 2 yrs old. I was told she was left out in the backyard of the owner's home during all kinds of weather with little or no clean food and water. How someone could treat a defenseless little girl like that is beyond me. At first, Pooch wasn't too happy about sharing the house and me with her, but now they are great friends. She has blossomed from the ugly duckling into a beautiful swan. She has gained weight and is now 7 lbs. Her demeanor is so gentle and sweet that everyone who meets her comments on it. If you're sitting down, chances are Bella will soon be jumping into your lap. She's my little girly girl, my Stinkerbella.
Coco is my third poodle acquisition! He was purchased in 2004 by a neighbor of mine who saw how great Pooch and Bella were , so he decided to get a poodle. However, he didn't check with his wife, and she was not too happy about it. To make matters worse, he didn't get Coco fixed ( that human male aversion to anything related to neutering!) so he began to "mark" his territory in the house. It was bad enough he got the dog, but now the dog was peeing on things which made his wife crazy. So Coco was never allowed anywhere in the house but the kitchen or laundry room, and he spent a lot of his time in his kennel. When my neighbor's wife was on a rampage, he would ask me if I would keep Coco until things settled down at his house. When I'd take him, I would have Coco for weeks at a time in my home with my 2 dogs. They soon all became great friends, and I bought belly bands to put on Coco while he was in the house so he wouldn't get pee on my things when he "marked". Eventually, my neighbor retired and decided to move back to his hometown in Louisiana. His wife gave him an ultimatum...the dog is not going with them when they move. So, my neighbor asked me if I would take him because he knew Coco would have a good home and be loved. That was about 3-4 years ago, and he's the goofiest and youngest of the bunch. I really think he's a Labrador Retriever in a poodle suit, because he is the clutziest and silliest poodle I have ever known. He is definitely the comedy relief with his knucklehead antics. He also is the most cuddliest when we are sleeping because he has to be either snuggled under my arm or sprawled across my body. If I turn my back to him in the bed, he straddles my body and wakes me up until I turn over and face him. He's my lovable goofy red-headed stepchild.
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