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Our Baco The Bully,
Baco was 4 months old when we first laid eyes on him. He was a chubby little guy huddled in the far corner of a cage with two other puppies. He had his back turned to us and his head pushed up against the wall. He wouldn't look at us, even when we called and made “kissy” noises that dogs just can't seem to resist. Baco didn't care though, unlike the other dogs in his kennel he just wasn't interested.
It took some time, but eventually Baco turned around and lazily walked towards us for a sniff. That's when we noticed a small patch of fur missing at the top of his cute egg shaped head. He looked so vulnerable with those downcast eyes and that tiny bald spot. I gingerly plucked him from the ground like he was the most fragile, most precious piece of glass and cradled him against my chest. He let out a long “sigh” and curled his head so that his chin was tucked against his chest and the top of his head was nestled snugly between my neck and shoulder, THAT was the moment I fell in love with him. I didn't put Baco down until we arrived home a few hours later... and only because I had to.
Over the coarse of a few weeks, Baco began trusting us more and more. His self esteem went up, he looked us in the eye more and his bald spot started filling in. His playful personality was finally starting to show and with each and every day we grew more and more in love with the little guy. We forgave the chewed clothing and were patient through potty training just as long as his tail kept on wagging. Our main priority was and still is our boy's happiness. We can proudly say that he has never spent more than a couple of hours alone. EVER, and we are lucky to be able to spend as much time as we do with him, for the joy he brings us, is genuinely like no other.
So, while Baco was growing up and deciding whether or not he wanted a second date with these two strange beings, we were already hearing wedding bells and planning a life together filled with many adventures for the little guy. Fast forward a year and a half to today and ask me what my life was before I met Baco and I won't know what to tell you because everything seems dull in comparison.
My boyfriend and I had our fair share of pets growing up, and are pretty confident, experienced pet owners but our relationship with Baco just feels different. Maybe because he is “ours” and not a family pet who someone else can take responsibility for. Maybe because we saw who he was as a pup and who he is now as an even bigger pup. Perhaps it's because of the unconditional love and the giddy feeling we get every time he's near. Possibly it's all of the above but I cant imagine a world without Baco and I can't help but pity those who don't have a Baco of their own.
So, in conclusion and in celebration of cats and dogs all over the world, here are a few things I love most about our Baco the Bully. I love how he has cuddling down to a fine art, how any place is a good place to take a nap. I love that impish face when he's guilty of something and how he sits like a human being. I love his clownish nature and his Batman ears, his bully fur swirls and his Robert De Niro moles. I'm especially fond of how his farts don't always smell but they always make a sound, one which he pretends didn't come out of his butt. I don't always love how he uses the wall, doors and other furniture as brakes when he runs through the house, but it always makes me laugh. I love his kisses and that look of genius he so often has, like the time he was able to jump on the bed on his own and realized he could sleep with us from that moment on regardless of what we said. Most of all I love how he makes me feel, and I will always strive to be the person my dog thinks I am.
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