| 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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