HAPPY BIRTHDAY PEDRO!

This is Pedro. We think he is two years old today.

Or maybe yesterday.

Possibly last week. Anyway, he’s around two. We don’t know for sure because he’s a rescue dog. From Spain. He was dumped on a roadside in St Pedro when he was about 2 or 3 months old. And that’s why he’s called Pedro. Duh.

He’s the best dog I’ve ever had. Actually, he’s the only dog I’ve ever had.

In Spain his main activity was finding the shadiest spot and lying there. All day.

In England his main activity is wagging his tail incessantly and standing by the front door, which is a massive hint that he’d quite like to go to the park and chase the ducks.

He wasn’t at all impressed by the snow. Which is fair enough if you’re a Spanish dog.

And like lying down in the shade. All day.

He was taken to a rescue home in Estepona, which is where he found us. And trotted over to us. And sat on my feet. Curled up. And didn’t move until we’d agreed to take him. He’s cute like that. He’s cute full stop. If I could have a £ for every person who comes up to Pedro and Me and says – ‘what sort of dog is that?’ Pedro and Me would be living in Spain. Lying down in the shade. All day.

To celebrate. He has had a new bandana. Red with blue paisley. And cheese. He’s partial to Cheddar.

If you know what sort of dog he is please do tell?

We just say he is an Andalusian Sheep Dog. Feliz cumpleaños Pedro!

(Click on the top photo for information about Pedro’s brothers and sisters in the Rescue Home in Estepona)