I remember when my wife kept going on and on about a Maltipoo. She wanted a Maltipoo. What in the world was a Maltipoo? It sounds like something that a dog did rather than the name of a dog breed - mix breed that is. If you happen to be one of the Maltipoo uninformed as I was, here's the deal. A Maltipoo dog is a mix between a Maltese and a Toy or Miniature poodle. A Maltipoo? Are you kidding me? We already had a miniature poodle and I didn't even want that. I mean, if we've gotta' get a dog, come on let's get real dog like Lab or something.
But nothing doing. She persisted. But I was winning. She brought up the topic many times, but no Maltipoo. Whoopee! But then my no Maltipoo plan took a wrong turn. A family friend found out about my wife's Maltipoo fascination. It was kind of him to do, even though I was freaking out about having another dog, but he bought a little Maltipoo puppy from Florida and had it brought up to our home in Georgia by way of a commercial airliner. So, this friend (yeah right, huh) shells out a few hundred bucks for the dog and a couple of hundred more to have it flown to Atlanta. So, a Maltipoo was then sitting in our living room.
But what we didn't know was that the puppy was sick. Not sick as in long term sick. It may have been dog stress or the plane ride, but for two days this puppy pooped all over every spot in our house with a pooping vengeance that no human being should have to clean up. And you know what? For those two days it just so happened that my wife was scheduled to be at a medical convention. Okay, let's sum it up so far, I didn't want the Maltipoo. I was given the sissy Maltipoo. The dog pooped all over the place for two days, and.my wife who begged for the dog was away having fun at a convention while I cleaned up the nastiest dog #2 for two days. Was I mad yet?
To keep from writing too long, let me fast forward a bit. The dog was fine. Whatever made her sick, she recovered quickly. But I continued to be aggravated that there was a sissy Maltipoo in the house. But I couldn't hold out long. As bad as I did not want to admit it, this dog was the cutest, sweetest little pup I have ever seen. The personality of this dog was incredible, and still is. She never meets a stranger (she's a terrible guard dog), but she puts every ounce of love (whatever that means for a dog) into the members of our family.
Well, her name is Pearlie and now I can't imagine not having her around. She's always ready to play or she's ready to sit by you and just be there. She just wants to be with people. And if the guys are bragging about their macho Labradors or German Shepherds, I can just be silent or I can say proudly, "I got me a Maltipoo!" I thought I had lost a battle by getting another dog, but I didn't. The family won, and I won. Pearlie, the Maltipoo is definitely a keeper.
But nothing doing. She persisted. But I was winning. She brought up the topic many times, but no Maltipoo. Whoopee! But then my no Maltipoo plan took a wrong turn. A family friend found out about my wife's Maltipoo fascination. It was kind of him to do, even though I was freaking out about having another dog, but he bought a little Maltipoo puppy from Florida and had it brought up to our home in Georgia by way of a commercial airliner. So, this friend (yeah right, huh) shells out a few hundred bucks for the dog and a couple of hundred more to have it flown to Atlanta. So, a Maltipoo was then sitting in our living room.
But what we didn't know was that the puppy was sick. Not sick as in long term sick. It may have been dog stress or the plane ride, but for two days this puppy pooped all over every spot in our house with a pooping vengeance that no human being should have to clean up. And you know what? For those two days it just so happened that my wife was scheduled to be at a medical convention. Okay, let's sum it up so far, I didn't want the Maltipoo. I was given the sissy Maltipoo. The dog pooped all over the place for two days, and.my wife who begged for the dog was away having fun at a convention while I cleaned up the nastiest dog #2 for two days. Was I mad yet?
To keep from writing too long, let me fast forward a bit. The dog was fine. Whatever made her sick, she recovered quickly. But I continued to be aggravated that there was a sissy Maltipoo in the house. But I couldn't hold out long. As bad as I did not want to admit it, this dog was the cutest, sweetest little pup I have ever seen. The personality of this dog was incredible, and still is. She never meets a stranger (she's a terrible guard dog), but she puts every ounce of love (whatever that means for a dog) into the members of our family.
Well, her name is Pearlie and now I can't imagine not having her around. She's always ready to play or she's ready to sit by you and just be there. She just wants to be with people. And if the guys are bragging about their macho Labradors or German Shepherds, I can just be silent or I can say proudly, "I got me a Maltipoo!" I thought I had lost a battle by getting another dog, but I didn't. The family won, and I won. Pearlie, the Maltipoo is definitely a keeper.
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