A few years ago my wife has this "incredible" idea that she wants a dog called a Maltipoo. Are you kidding me? What is that? That doesn't sound like a dog breed. It sounds like something that the dog did in the floor! Well, if you are kind of like I was and don't know what that dog is, it is a mix between a Maltese and a Miniature or Toy Poodle. And besides, we already had a Miniature Poodle in our house so why in the world would we need another wimpy dog? Why couldn't we get a Labrador or something?
Well, the wife persisted. But I, being the macho "head of my home" persisted. No Maltipoos around here. But the, my M-dog defense plan took a wrong turn when a great friend of my wife found out about her Maltipoo fascination. I know it was a kind gesture, but in just a few weeks this friend had bought her a M-dog from Florida and had it flown to Atlanta, close to our home. So, I had lost the Maltipoo battle. The darn thing was sitting in our living room.
Well actually we found out that the puppy was sick. She wasn't sick for the long term. I guess it may have been the stress from the plane ride, or perhaps they did a full body scan on her. Heck, I don't know but she was sick for two days. Two long days. Her sickness came in the form of the most disgusting poop all over the house that you could imagine. (Sorry if your eating lunch). And guess what? those happened to be the two days that m wife was scheduled to be at a medical convention. Yep. I didn't want the dog. I was given the dog. The dog pooped all over the house for two days, and.I was in charge of cleaning it up because the woman who WANTED THE DOG was not there. Was I just a little aggravated?
To keep from writing too long, let me fast forward a bit. The dog was fine. Whatever made her sick, she recovered quickly. But I continued to be aggravated that there was a sissy Maltipoo in the house. But I couldn't hold out long. As bad as I did not want to admit it, this dog was the cutest, sweetest little pup I have ever seen. The personality of this dog was incredible, and still is. She never meets a stranger (she's a terrible guard dog), but she puts every ounce of love (whatever that means for a dog) into the members of our family.
My wife named her Pearlie, and now I can't imagine her not being a part of the family. No, it somehow doesn't seem very cool when the guys are talking about their Labradors and German Shepherds, and I have to tell about my Maltipoo. But what a dog. She's always ready to play, or she's ready to sit right beside you on the couch. She is without a doubt the most lovable dog I have ever seen. So, yeah, I lost the battle to keep a Maltipoo out of our family. But this was a good battle to lose. Maltipoo Pearlie is a great dog, loves hard, and plays hard. So what if I don't have a very macho dog? I've got one that is a keeper.
Well, the wife persisted. But I, being the macho "head of my home" persisted. No Maltipoos around here. But the, my M-dog defense plan took a wrong turn when a great friend of my wife found out about her Maltipoo fascination. I know it was a kind gesture, but in just a few weeks this friend had bought her a M-dog from Florida and had it flown to Atlanta, close to our home. So, I had lost the Maltipoo battle. The darn thing was sitting in our living room.
Well actually we found out that the puppy was sick. She wasn't sick for the long term. I guess it may have been the stress from the plane ride, or perhaps they did a full body scan on her. Heck, I don't know but she was sick for two days. Two long days. Her sickness came in the form of the most disgusting poop all over the house that you could imagine. (Sorry if your eating lunch). And guess what? those happened to be the two days that m wife was scheduled to be at a medical convention. Yep. I didn't want the dog. I was given the dog. The dog pooped all over the house for two days, and.I was in charge of cleaning it up because the woman who WANTED THE DOG was not there. Was I just a little aggravated?
To keep from writing too long, let me fast forward a bit. The dog was fine. Whatever made her sick, she recovered quickly. But I continued to be aggravated that there was a sissy Maltipoo in the house. But I couldn't hold out long. As bad as I did not want to admit it, this dog was the cutest, sweetest little pup I have ever seen. The personality of this dog was incredible, and still is. She never meets a stranger (she's a terrible guard dog), but she puts every ounce of love (whatever that means for a dog) into the members of our family.
My wife named her Pearlie, and now I can't imagine her not being a part of the family. No, it somehow doesn't seem very cool when the guys are talking about their Labradors and German Shepherds, and I have to tell about my Maltipoo. But what a dog. She's always ready to play, or she's ready to sit right beside you on the couch. She is without a doubt the most lovable dog I have ever seen. So, yeah, I lost the battle to keep a Maltipoo out of our family. But this was a good battle to lose. Maltipoo Pearlie is a great dog, loves hard, and plays hard. So what if I don't have a very macho dog? I've got one that is a keeper.
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