No one like Pedro aka El Hombre.
A cute, old, lil' man embodied in a chihuahua.
Who had quite a scare this week.
Gave me heart failure and guilt-trippage.
Almost lost him.
He steals and hoards {treasures}...
In order of most favorite to least favorite:
1. Plastic baggies. {Whether it's the sound of the crinkling plastic or the taste of the blue, Ziploc lining that suits his fancy, I don't know, but 71.5% of the time, this is what I find Pedro has brought back to The Cove to protect.}
2. Undergarments of all kinds.
3. Food wrappings. {He can't just eat the food inside like any other normal canine. He will literally unwrap the food package [I swear he's like Wolverine from X-men in that he pops out opposable thumbs when he gets an adrenaline rush] and scurry off to his Lil' Cove upstairs. He even tip-toes and peeks behind him to see if I'm watching. Yes. I am.}
4. Socks. {Suit yourself, kid.}
5. Chapstick.
6. Oreo boxes. {Yes. I caught him trying to smuggle an 8"x 11" box of Oreos upstairs. I let him. I wanted to see how he planned on hauling a much-larger-than-himself box of Oreos up a much longer flight of stairs. Needless to say...bottoms up, the Lil' Man dragged the box of Oreos up the stairs safely to The Cove. My respect for Pedro grew 10x that day.}
7. Baby Binkies.
04 January 2010:
This time? Almost cause of death?
{Plastic Baggy of Advil}
TOXIC. TOXIC. TOXIC!
Vets, emergency rooms, acute kidney failure, IVs, tubes, medications.
Not fun. Poor Pedro. Poor Lil' Hombre.
They said he needed a Miracle. They said to prepare for...
The worst.
Well...
09 January 2010:
A Miracle.
El Lil' Hombre, The Man, Man of the House, Old Man.
He's home.
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