Monday, February 2, 2009
Kiko was the youngest, the fastest, and the strongest. Trouble was, he had yet to grow much of a brain. He had been with us about a year after being rejected by another family because he made their son itch. He was bred in a puppy mill, and sold in a pet store in Colorado. He still suffered night frights, and woke up screaming from time to time. He always apologized with profuse kisses. He had no tact, and lacked finesse altogether, but he was learning. He was overwhelmingly worth the trouble he accidentally brought with him.