I was a cat lover till I decided to adopt a wee four-legged golden boy. Years ago, I had dogs before but never made any effort to bond with them.
With Toby, it was different. He came to me when he was around a month old.
He came from a litter of six pups, a cross of Staffordshire terrier and Labrador. We got him from the local SPCA.
My Toby is a rare find.
He has the face of a Staffordshire terrier and the colour of a golden Labrador. Sometimes, he barks for no reason. He runs around in circles when he is bored. For some reason (no idea why, probably his Staffordshire bred), he is weary of strangers especially when they come around the house. He wants to be the boss but he is timid so he barks at the same time wagging his tail.
There were instances when he lunged at strangers and frightened the hell out of them getting me into trouble and frowned upon. Although he doesn’t bite, his barks makes him look vicious. However, if you are not fearful of him, a pat to him means you are a friend.
He is loyal and loving. He loves to go for car rides and walks, loving them more than food. He loves me and anyone who takes him for a walk or car ride. He sleeps either in my flatmate’s room or mine. He loves to go under the covers even on a summer night.
He loves toys and goes crazy with them. His favourite game is ripping the squeaker off any stuffed toys. When you walk into my house, you may think I have a baby in the house.
Yes, I do have a ‘baby’, only that baby is four-legged. My baby turned 7 years old on 19 August 2016. He was so thrilled to have a lick and a piece of his birthday cake !
Woof, woof, my cake is the same as what mummy had on her birthday too ! Yummy !