Ladies and gentlemen, Dogpawfile Magazine is pleased to present Peco’s Point of View!
Chapter 1 ~ The Miracle
2.5 years ago in Minnesota, three little pups were born that would join the human race. Two of them had long hair and were brown and white,
and then there was a third, a short haired man with the black and white tan.
But in order to tell you all about me, The Peco has tell you about The PecoMom, so here it goes.
My mom says life is a gift. One day, everything can be great, and the next day can be the opposite. My mom was in great health at one time, and all of a sudden, one day she woke up, and she had a hoarse voice. The next thing she knew was that she was going to be given one of the hardest cancer treatments out there: 38 radiation treatments plus chemo treatments at home ~ The double Whammy. Within 2 weeks, she was falling over. She needed to be revived and was rushed to the hospital a few times. Her family was notified three different times that she would not last the night, but she did. She joked with the docs and she was just like a cat cause she kept coming back ~ The doctors nicknamed her “the miracle lady.” Her vocal cords had quit working and somehow they started to work again. The docs said that was the first time they knew that vocal cords started working again. After all the treatments, with the cancer gone, my mom wasn’t able to walk or write her name. They sent her to the rehabilitation center for a long time and she learned how to do it all over again. Her husband was right there by her side all the way. They all called her a miracle, but my mom says I was her miracle.
A few years later, my mom was living alone. Her husband had died of cancer a couple years before, and her family kept telling her for some time that she really should get a large dog for protection. My mom had german shephards before, but this time she didn’t want a big dog. She had a little plan. She knew her son was allergic to long haired dogs and he always wanted a pup of his own, so she told her daughter that she would like a short haired chihuahua, and then if her son didn’t get sick around the pup, she would give the pup to him. My mom told her daughter to keep it a secret, but that didn’t happen. Her sons and daughter all pitched in and said they would buy my mom a Chi.
When I was very young, I liked to lay in the grass all by myself. I was kind of a loner and I had my own way about me. One day though, my life would change forever. My two doggie brothers and I were outside. I was resting my Peco in the grass and my brothers were being held by two young girls. I looked up and I saw a very nice lady and her son and daughter walking over to us. I heard the girls saying to them you would just love these two pups, but I didn’t hear them say anything about me. While they were looking at my brothers and petting them, the nice lady got down on the grass. I saw her and I crawled up onto her with all my Peco right onto her lap. I said to her with a little bark, “Please take me ~ I’m only $350 dollars, plus I have all my papers.” Right then my mom said this is the one she wanted, plus it looked like he wanted us also. I barked “Whoohoo!! I’m going home!”
Man! I was so happy when I got to my new home. Everyone was asking my mom what she was going to name me since I didn’t have a name yet. My mom said “throw some names out there!” and she will know the right name when she hears it. There were quite a lot of names that my mom passed on. Then her son all of a sudden said “Peco,” and that got her attention. They were trying to think of a middle name also. Her son’s middle name is Dee so they put the two together. There it was ~ I finally had a name! The one and only, Pecodee!
Well, you may have heard that the first few months were pretty rough for me, Pecodee. It cost $1,200 dollars to keep the Peco living. Some of the vets did tell my mom that she may not want to put all her money into me because pups that go through what I had usually don’t make it. But my mom told them that she has to give her Pecodee a chance just like she had been given. They told my mom that I was taken away from my pup mom too soon and I wasn’t fully developed. I wouldn’t eat either so my mom had to force feed me with an eye dropper every three hours, night and day. She fed me watered down dog food and nutrical. I was like a little diabetic the vets said, and I needed vitamins in me plus my little throat kept collapsing. I was even rushed to the emergency room one time and had an IV put in me cause I was so low on nutrients. I was seeing stars and way out of my Peco that night!
As I got stronger, I started to fight back when my mom tried to feed me. She then had to wrap me in a little blankie to keep me from moving so she could feed me with the eye dropper. This is the time my mom says that I started to develop my Peco ways. I knew when she got the eye dropper and I hid my Peco anywhere in order to not eat that dog food, but she always found me. My mom felt so bad and knew I was going through such a rough time but she knew that to keep me alive I needed to eat. My mom and I ended up forming a very special bond through all of this and she decided that she was going to keep me for herself. I’m glad!
After I survived that ordeal, I said just what my mom said when she survived. I said Life ~ Here me comes! I was a strong pup now!
I hated that dog food but I loved human food and I loved to have fun. I was fed lots of chicken and beef and I learned that walking on my back two legs would make me a lot taller. I thought if those humans can do it, I sure can. I would walk all around the house on my back two legs and everyone would just laugh. Some said I just wanted to be human, and some said what the hell is he doing? But I just wanted to be up there looking around.
Nowadays, life is really nice. I know what mom is going to do before she does it, and she knows what I’m going to do before I do it. She even calls me her guard dog because after she had all the cancer treatments, she lost 50 per cent of her hearing from the radiation, but I hear everything, and I let her know if someone is in the yard or by the door. I can even hear her kids’ cars a block away, and when I run to the door and start jumping, she knows one of them is on the way over.
In closing, my mom and I believe in miracles, and we both live life to the fullest. A few times, both of us were one step away from the rainbow bridge, but we said “Nope ~ we’re not leaving yet!” One day though, we know we both will see my dad in heaven and my mom will greet him with hugs and kisses, and she will one day get to introduce The Peco to him. I will walk up with my chest out and my little Peco grin and he will probably say to me:
“You are one crazy pup there Peco, but I love ya!”
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On the next “Peco’s Point of View,” the Peco will spill all the beans on a certain incident from the past that has been kept quiet until now!
Stay tuned, my friends, for the shocking Chapter 2!
