puppies, poop & the inevitable. Happy National Puppy Day! The story of how I met Bandit. The short version. Late 2009, I was mid way through my Dog Trainer training and I came to the conclusion that I should have a dog of my own. I had grown up with German Shepherds and Labs so I wanted something small. Just to check the grass of it. I was originally looking at getting a Maltipoo. For those of you who aren’t aware, it’s a mutt. A cross between a Maltese and a Miniature Poodle. I had one picked out, she was somewhere north of Toronto. However, my mother refused to drive that far for a puppy, me being way too socially uncomfortable to go on my own. I sulked about it for some time while I endlessly searched Kijiji ads. Then one magical day, my life changed. I was teaching a new obedience class, waiting in the parking lot talking to clients, when this little old lady rolled up on a Harley Davidson complete with a custom dog seat. In that dog seat sat the baddest little pug you’ve ever seen, goggles and all. Picture a cartoon character whose just seen their dream, eyes large and full of love. Glistening. Or when Tina imagines herself frolicking with Jimmy. That look. I thought to myself. “I’m going to be as cool as that lady. I need a pug!” I quickly found some puppies that were local. My mother and I went to look at them and there were only two left. A boy and a girl. The girl came right up to us and was sweet but the boy, he walked over and took a huge poop in front of us and ran away. Ugh. My heart. He also pooped in the carrier on the way home. To this day he can’t be in a car for more than a minute before he has to poop. Gawd love him. I brought him home Christmas Eve. The best Christmas present in the history of my world. Thus was Pugsley ‘The Bandit’ Malone, my heart and soul. Although I don't know if you'll ever catch us on a Harley... maybe. Probably not. - N & B Bandit Born 10/23/09. Scorpio. Lover.
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