Ziggy Marley, the clearance puppy.

"Dogs never bite me.  Just Humans."
-Marilyn Monroe

Yes, he is a boy.  So, what that he has a blue bow in his hair? He had to look nice for his first picture many years ago.

It was late and he was on sale.  Not that $800 is really a bargain, but, I guess that from his original $1,200 point, perhaps it was.  Well, we had gone into the puppy store with NO intention on bringing home a friend (no matter how cute all of them were).  My dog Gizmo (also a Maltese) had passed several months before and I was just not ready to befriend another pup.  Yet, my husband (who was not my husband at the time) decided that since he lived alone he needed a constant companion.  Ya know, someone to be absolutely ecstatic the moment in which you walk through the door?  So, we looked around and though he originally had his eyes set on this black little shitzu, as soon as we looked at Ziggles, we fell in love.  So, we asked if we could pick him up.  We could.  We did.  We set him on the floor in the designated play area, and, he went wild.

Let's just say that we laughed for a good 5 minutes just watching him run around and around and around.  This little pup was too much.  So, we put him back in his crib (I still lived at home and Felipi hadn't made a decision).  The look on his puppy face was too much to bear.  So, we left (heartbroken).  And, during our ice cream break, Felipi decided he was going to get that puppy.  The store was about to close and he was going to make a deal.  And, he did.  The owner decided to accept his negotiation and he was now the owner of a 4 month old Maltese.  For now, at least.  We wanted to name him Bob Marley, but, figured that Bob was just not cute enough for a nickname, so, Bob's son would have to do.  Ziggy Marley it was.  And, boy was he cute.

To make a long story short, let's just say that Felipi took Ziggy Marley home and then the next day called me and said he couldn't take it.  Ziggy Marley just had too much energy, too much spunk, and needed too much attention.  It was almost midnight and it was pouring, but, he was bringing him to me.  I was now his momma.  And, what a lovely day that was.  My mother wasn't exactly thrilled.  Yet, she learned to love him too.  Except during those weeks where he was eating organic and would have accidents underneath her dining room table.  Oh, and when he chewed the foot of her chairs.  Oh, and when he would pee in her room, ya know, those sorts of things.  Yet, look at that face.  Could you stay mad for long?
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