I thought of updating Rossi’s blog today... no, not that Rossi is sick or anything.. He is doing just fine.. still the same old naughty and crazy little Rossi....
I remembered once a friend told me that i should buy this book called Marley and Me. She convinced me that this book is worth to read and it got the similarity with Rossi and Me!!... So, i thought hey what the heck.. since i dun read much books and i still can spare some little time for it.. so i ended up buying this book “Marley and Me”...
The first 3 chapters already make me agreed to what my friend said to me... the whole scenarios was so similar that scare me somehow... from how i ended up with Rossi till we brought him back..
I would like to update this blog with a piece of memory of how Rossi came to our world...
Exactly how the story tells in the book.. my hubby and I got married young .. ok, well not that young.. both 30.... Trying to build a little family with our new home... thinking that it will be a whole new thing to start foot with in our life. My hubby (Paul) and I always adore animals especially dogs. Knowing that i hunger for one, Paul actually bought this house which a perfect place to rare a dog with ample of space for him / her to run and play. And i thought that it was a great idea to bring in a pup for us to train ourselves before getting our very own child in our life. No doubt, in a month we moved in, i blindly bought Rossi home from an unknown breeder’s home. I didn’t go for a second search. I just went to the first breeder’s house and i got myself hooked!... At that time, there are only left 2 pups out of 8!.. and not much of a choice, i choose Rossi.... no questions ask.. i just paid deposit.
Back home, Paul and I are arguing on what we should name our new pup... I came out few cute names like Tiko, Viko and Brownie to name a few. But Paul never like those name cause there is this one name already set on his mind. Even when he was working, he sms me saying that he will name our new pup this name. I rejected that name, cause i told him that, that name is so sissy.. furthermore he is a HE! After many nights of arguing, obviously I lost in the battle.. since i love Valentino Rossi too ... well, why not name him Rossi!...
After weeks of anticipation .... finally, we brought back Rossi... he is such an adorable pup, but very clumsy and naughty... his tail always waggling.. hitting all the stuffs out from his tail... bang bang bang.. u will hear the sound of his tail banging at the doors.. the fridge.. the washing machine... and what make Marley and Rossi the same.. yes, they both scare of thunderstorms... but luckily Rossi is not in that phobic like Marley. Whenever he heard some loud sound, cracking sound... machine grinding sound.. thunder... he will scare the hell out of him... he will run here and there.. searching for comfort and safe zone like in our room... under the cabinet... under the table... covered himself in a cloth.. or he will run to you circling himself to your body and feet. Then, i start thinking what kind of golden retriever are you... u are such a scary cat!. Until now, he doesn’t even dare to go near the door, which bang on him before... we have to open the door wide in order for him to enter the house.. if we open the door half open .. he won’t run through it... so, this golden retriever do not know how to find way to squeeze himself in a tiny pathway.. he is a dummy.. hehehe...
And talking bout obedience class... similar again with Marley... but i always thought that it was my fault, it is always us that influence his bad behaviour because we are not stern to him... The first class.. he already dragged me like a bimbo running in the training ground... and he choking himself and grasping for more air.. not to mention, he is busy biting his leash and scratching his collar too during the class... when ask to sit... he lay down.. or he starts walking around... when ask to heel... he sit... that is the most embarrassing moment we had. The 3rd class.. he doesn’t even look at you.. He started playing with other doggies, distracting the class and at last the trainer asked us both to sit beside and only to look on how well others are doing.. At that time, i knew there is no way am going to bring him out again for training and humiliate ourselves. But at home he can do pretty well.. on simple command like heel, sit, down, stay... but no no no... when he is outside.. is a different story.
His clumsiness when climbing the stairs always ended up with a big laugh in the house.. he always get himself stuck half way where his butt is sitting on upper stair and both his front legs are on the lower stair.. he will be whining and shouting at us.. Begging us to help him down the stairs. Then again, I am thinking what kind of Golden Retriever we got ourselves at.
He turned out to be a much attached dog. He always waits anxiously for us to come back from work. My parents will doggie sit him during we are away to work.. and they claimed that Rossi always knows that we are coming back... before they even knowing we are back.. he already waiting at the door for us... waggling his tails and biting his cloth approaching us... and when we left to work or to buy groceries leaving him behind... he will felt uneasy, he will walk here and there.. poked himself on every room checking whether he will find us... and lastly he will go to the door and waited us in his sitting position. If he gets tired, he will lay down in his usual froggie style.
Even when he got his hip problems back then... knowing that he got the difficulties in getting up from his down positions.. he still have the will and spirit to get back up whenever he sees me coming towards him... he will tagged along.. wiggles his way with me. Showing me that he can jump and amuse me... eventhough i restricted him from doing so but he’s not like going to listen to me anyway.
Having all that to say.. I know the story of Rossi will just go on and on .. without ending.. every bit of him bring us joy, simplicity, companionship, and loyalty. Like what the author wrote in his book at the end of the chapter..
“ Marley taught me about living each day with unbridled exuberance and joy, about seizing the moment and following your heart. He taught me to appreciate the simple things- a walk in the woods, a fresh snowfall, a nap in a shaft of winter sunlight. And as he grew old and achy, he taught me about optimism in the face of adversity. Mostly, he taught me about friendship and selflessness and, above all else, unwavering loyalty.”
I hope I will have many many years more with Rossi and I will cherish every moment with him with all my heart and might….
Kien
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