Prince is our loving son – our miniature Italian greyhound dog. He’s about two years old, and quite often takes center stage in our relationship. Wherever we go, we are thinking of him. And, when possible, we take him everywhere we go. That dog eats better than most starving children in the world. We recently went to the Americana – a gorgeous, luxury outdoor shopping center in Glendale, CA. What do we feed him? Jodi Maroni’s GOURMET hot dogs!
There is a really great doggy bakery out here called Three Dog Bakery. The location in Santa Monica, would you believe, serves ice cream for dogs! Of course, Prince loved it!
Wherever we go, he gets a ton of compliments. As I often say, he love everyone, and everyone loves him!
We spoil him rotten. He can’t go a night without sleeping in-between us on the bed. When he makes a space for himself to sleep, he will scratch, and scratch, and scratch in circles, until he is happy with his “perfect little spot”. Why does he do this? Anyone out there know? Comment, if you do!
I will play tug of war with him, and make a “grrrr” sound while doing so. Whenever we do, he is pretty silent, so, I filled in the natural sound that he might make. Now, when he wants to play, he goes “grrrrr…”. It’s so cute!
He knows two things rather well – “Wanna go bye byes?!” And, “Hungries?”. His ears perk up at attention. It doesn’t matter how much food he has had during the day, what is at the dinner table is always infinitely more fascinating than whatever he has ever had.
I have a piece of rawhide for him in the car. Whenever we travel, it’s the first thing he goes for. He can often be found very comfortable in my lap while driving.
Definitely, more on our pooch as our relationship with him develops!