March 18, 2015 · 10:14 pm
As a special request – you know who you are! – I have included another post about Pedro the Spanish Wonder Dog.
I took a photo of him today, outside, with the sun on his back, wearing his rather tasteful Birthday Bandana. Pedro says Hola! and thanks ever so for the party and the fabulous prezzies. I think his favourite gift was a bumper size pack of Gravy Bones.
Mmmmmm. Ewwwwww. Quite revolting!
Welcoming Pedro has been a fabulous, rewarding, entertaining, lovely experience. Everyone tells us how lucky we are.
He is a rescue dog with no issues. He has lovely manners, is very sociable, with an excellent sense of humour. He isn’t demanding or needy, is ever so obedient, and most charming of all, Pedro is a demonstrative, loving hound. His favourite pastime is to hop up on the sofa (nawty!), and gently nudge you with his soft little snout until you stop reading, typing, chatting or snoozing. He will then put a paw on your shoulder whilst you rub under his chin or stroke his ginger ears. He loves that. If you stroke his ears long enough he goes into a little trance and eventually keels over and falls asleep sprawled over your knee.
I’m struggling to remember what life was like Pre Pedro. Mud free. Dog hair free. Smelly soggy toy free. A bit empty?
I’d love to hear your experiences, do you have a rescue puppy?
Does your dog have a wardrobe to match Pedro’s?
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February 27, 2015 · 10:08 pm
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)