Sooki Soo the wonder Dog, Part 1 Well, My little baby girl of 11 years, myr beloved friend and companion has passed on. What can you say when you are in the throes of grief over the loss of something special, deeply cherished and sorely missed. I would never have imagined when Sooki Soo first came into my life that she was to obtain the place in my heart and thoughts that she ultimately accomplished. Reminiscing over the last 11 years, I recall so many different events. Funny, sad, ironic, distressing, sad. I could never expand upon the various events to adequately communicate in an understandable manner how deeply her actions percolated into the depths of my soul and conciousness. I purchased Sooki Soo from a breeder north of Denver Colorado in 1995. This was before I knew anything about puppy mills. I don't imagine it was a puppy mill in the sense that they brutalized the animals. They were just some people who bred as many dogs as possible, with the lowest associated expenditures, for a living. Sooki Soo had no real congenital, genetic defects that your average pug would have. She suffered from skin problems and nasal problems. Overall, she was sound and healthy. I was and am convinced the longest lasting ill effect suffered by Sooki Soo from coming out of this enviroment was "kennel stress". She was an extremely high strung dog. Almost to the point of neurotic. No, never mind almost. She was and could be very neurotic. That character defect however, gave her character, and a character she was. Through and through. I lived in a small, rented, Condominium in Denver. At the time, I also had a cat named Boo-Boo, she was a black Persian with some white on her chest, paws, chin. Boo-Boo was around 8 years old at the time. I had hoped to introduce Boo-Boo and Sooki Soo and that they would get along and we would all live happily ever after. Wrong! Fat chance. Boo-Boo hissed at Sooki Soo. Sooki Soo went berserk! I have never seen a puppy in all my life, before of after, run as fast as Sooki Soo could. I had a futon with a straight, sloped back. It wasn't very comfortable to sit in but I would open it and lay down and watch TV. Sooki Soo would literally run around the coffee table onto the couch and across the back sideways! It was hilarious. If I had a video camera then, I would have won the $100,000 America's Funniest Home Videos Show Award hands down. No Contest! Have you ever seen a pug run when they are excited? They hump their back like they are getting ready to make a bowel movement. Then, they move the back legs at the same time and the front legs at the same time. Exactly opposite of the way they normally walk. Right front, left rear. Left front, right rear. Mouth slightly open, teeth exposed in a maniac smile, tongue lolling off to the side, ears flapping wildly behind her. 1 time around, 2 times around, 3 times around..... It was hilarious and amazing. Anyway, back to the infamous introduction of Sooki Soo and Boo-Boo. So Boo-Boo hisses, Sooki Soo get the hackles on her back up, eyes bug out, lips purse, woowoowooowooowooo. Zip, off she goes. 90 miles an hour. Now Boo-Boo had been semi-abused before I got her from a friend. Sprayed with a water pistol while everyone was partying. Took 2 years to get the cat to trust me. So Boo-Boo was kind of skittish already. Zip, off she goes, into the Master Bedroom. So I separated then from that day on. Boo-Boo lived in the bedroom, Sooki Soo lived everywhere else. Shortly afterward, while I was out one day, before I knew that it was, uh, maybe not OK to leave puppies unattended in the house with the ability to roam free. Sooki Soo decided that she wanted to go downstairs, to the apartment below us. So she dug in the carpet. Then she dug some more and some more and some more......The hole in the carpet and the underlayment pad was 36 inches side to side. With the plywood showing clearly all the way around. AHHHHHHHHHHH! What did you do you little maniac! Say goodbye to the $650.00 security deposit. This was the first of many large, unexpected monetary expenditures I incurred over the next 11 years. Amazingly, it didn't diminsh my love for her on little bit. Yes, it hurt, financially, but, she was a nut case, she couldn't help it, and it was partially my fault anyway. This was also one of the first of many hard lessons I learned in my mental file of "things not to do when you own a little puppy". |
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