I have a bichon named Peppy. He is 5 years old. He has been such a joy and comfort to me for 3 years. We got Peppy when he was 2yrs old. I’d prayed about getting a dog and I had a friend who’d had a bichon I had seen once 6 years earlier. I knew that was the breed for me but I also knew I couldn’t afford to buy one.
We checked Craig’s List often. One day to our surprise, a college student had a 2yr old male Bichon to give away to the right person. She was very particular and had turned away numerous people before me.The college student had to go to a dorm and they did not allow dogs.
I drove to South Austin to see if I would pass muster and be allowed to take care of Peppy. He was shy and liked to stay in corners, but he had deep brown loving eyes. I spoke with Amanda at length about Peppy and his history. He had come to her from a disabled lady who had 5 bichons. She was in a wheelchair and loved them all but couldn’t take care of them.
Peppy came away from his corner and sat beside me on the couch. He let me pet him. He won my heart. Amanda could see the immediate bond between us. She gathered his bed, leash, food, brush and other belongings. With tears in her eyes she gave them to me.
I took Peppy away from the only home he’d ever really known, with his owner crying and rain pouring down. Peppy was 2 yrs old and I was in love with him.
Off to the Vet we went. We got all his shots, and had him neutered. (he really didn’t understand the need for that!). Later we even bought another Bichon, Oso Blanco to keep Peppy company. They get along famously. Running together and tussling to no end. Oso is 2yrs old now, the same age Peppy was when we were blessed with him.
He has been my constant companion through a lot of surgeries and complications. His love is constant. His demands are few. I’ve considered him a Blessing from God.
Peppy was in a fight with a much larger dog yesterday
He is in surgery now. I know he will be alright. He has to be.