The Dog of War

            Like I mentioned in one of my previous posts (Raven: Fishy Extraordinaire) I’ve always been an animal lover. I especially love dogs, and so does my mom. About 8 months ago we went to a mass dog vaccination activity in town to have my brother’s brand new Rottweiler named Piston properly vaccinated. Since it’s a small town we thought we’d see about 100 people at the most. Oh my, were we wrong. There were about 300 people and over 300 dogs. It was a sea of four-legged, barking fur. We waited for over 2 hours for little Piston (who is now a playful beast we have to watch out for) to get vaccinated. While waiting in line my mom was looking at the cute little puppies that were running around and squealing over the little ones that were in their boxes happily sleeping the day away. They looked SO cute! Too cute, actually.

 

            While standing in line my mom wandered away to say hi to some people she recognized at the back of the line (she knows half the town…). Not 2 minutes later she comes to me to tell me to go see a box full of Maltipoo puppies. I go over to see them, I look inside the box and there I am…absolutely in love with the little things! I asked about them and they had 3 females and one male, with 2 of the females already sold. Mother’s Day was coming up in a few weeks and I thought maybe she’d be up for a little puppy. She has always said that she’d want a small and fluffy dog, and what a better breed than a playful Maltipoo? So, I told the dog lady to save the little male puppy for me. After a month of thinking what we should name the new family member we decided on Ares. There’s more to the dog’s name than there is to his size. Without further ado I give you…Ares!

 

 

            He is a little ball of energy and a total attention whore. He follows my mother everywhere, and I do mean everywhere. His new thing is stealing whatever pieces of clothing he finds in my room, takes them to a corner inside the laundry room and takes a nap on top of them. I don’t know what is so appealing about my clothes that he feels moved to steal them and sleep on them, but it’s getting annoying. I no longer ask my mom for where my sock or my shorts are; I just go straight to the corner and get them myself. At least it’s better than his previous habit of pooping in front of my door whenever I was home! 

Raven: Fishy Extraordinaire

           It is no secret among my friends that I LOVE animals. I had my first pet when I was about 6 years old. His name was Lolo and he was a German Shepherd. I loved that dog so much, but unfortunately we lived in a second story apartment and our then landlord asked my mom to get rid of the dog. I still remember the day my mom made me say goodbye to my beloved friend. He was given away to a family friend and I was able to visit the dog every now and then. Six years after Lolo was given away I was given a Dalmatian named Topeka, which I kept at my grandma’s house. The poor doggie died when she was only 3 months old due to a heart worm. After losing two dogs I decided I would move on to pets I could keep at home and which I wouldn’t get so attached to. That’s when I decided I’d rather have pet fish instead.

            Being the wuss that I am when it comes to pets, I still grew attached to my pet fish! I had about 7 different ones (Comet, Ojón, Popular, Chinita…) for about 6 years. They survived one broken fish tank, 2 hurricanes, 2 tropical storms, 3 house moves, and 2 cat attacks. They were brave soldiers who never gave up on me, not even when I didn’t clean their home for 3 months or when I accidentally dropped them out of a water bucket. One by one they died and one by one they were cried over and buried. I said I am a wuss, didn’t I?

            Well, about 2 years ago my mom gave me my pet cockatiel Emma. I love her to bits (Ivy can vouch for me) but due to her being an attention whore, my mom keeps her at home while I study here in Mayagüez. I have a pet, but at the same time I don’t! So, 5 Días con Nuestra Tierra, a week-long fair that takes place on campus provided me with the perfect solution to my pet necessities. They have a wide variety of pets for sale, and Beta fishies were there by the bucket! So, I looked at all the available ones and after bugging Benji and Ivy for about 10 minutes, I settled on this one:  

 

                   Fishy! Fishy! Fishy!                                      Teen Titans’ Raven

 

              Raven! The fishy was named Raven thanks to Ivy pointing out that it has the same color scheme as the Teen Titans character of the same name. Being a fan of the show and an even bigger fan of the character made the name a perfect fitting for my new pet.

 

 

A new pet is added to the family!