The Pisces pooch is full of life. A positive collaboration of fun, energy and playfulness. Not one for sticking to routine, the Pisces dog will often follow his heart before head.
Agreeable and easy to get along with, Pisces dog is a great friend and confident although, he can be a very 'mucky-pup' with his disorganised attitude to life and cleanliness.
Not adverse to wandering off, the Pisces dog loves to roam wherever his heart takes him. Unfortunately for him, his head does not allow him to remember where he roamed from. Pisces dog is a sensitive soul with strong desires to be molly coddled and reassured constantly. Could be described as 'not the sharpest knife in the drawer' but full of love.
OMD this is sooo me, well most of it anyway.
I am full of life, fun, energy and playfulness and seeing how my mum found me twice after I ran away from my previous owners, then I guess you could say, I did roam wherever my heart took me. Thankfully for me it was to my new mummy and I'm very happy now and have not tried to run away since.
I do like to keep clean although I have a habit of leaving my toys and bones all over the place for humans to tread on plus my mum caught me rolling in a very smelly spot in the backyard and brought me straight in for a bath. I hate having baths, so I guess I am a mucky pup too.
I also love to be molly coddled and reassured constantly. This was especially true after I got my operation (neutured) I took a whole week to get over that. And sometimes now, if I hurt myself when playing, I will limp straight to my mum for cuddles and kisses to make me all better.
The only part I disagree with is the end part. "Not the sharpest knife in the drawer" That is sooo not true. Only my dad would think it was.
On June 3rd 2008 I was on my way home from being up where I agist my horse Boaz when I saw the smallest dog ever running up the middle of the road heading straight for our car. My mum stopped and opened up her door and in jumped, who I’d later name, Gizmo.
After spending 30mins driving around the area looking for the owners I took Gizmo home and reported him to the pound. I tried so hard not to get too attached to him in case I found his owners but it was too hard not to. Gizmo was the cutest, most sweetest dog I’d ever met and I couldn’t help but fall madly in love with him right away.
On June 5th, Just 2 days after I found him, my worst nightmare came true. My mum found Gizmo’s owners and I had to return him. I didn't want to but kept telling myself that it was the right thing to do and that it was in Gizmo’s best interests to be with his original owner.
I gave him back & returned home, without Gizmo and with a broken heart instead. I cried myself to sleep for the next few nights praying that I could go back in time and keep him instead of giving him up.
Luckily fate stepped in.
On June 7th, I was up feeding Boaz again when I heard a familiar barking and low and behold it was Gizmo. He had ran away again and somehow managed to find me. We were so happy to see each other but Gizmo wouldn’t leave my side, afraid I would give him back again. Thankfully his owners saw how much Gizmo loved me and how deeply I loved him back and they let me buy him.
Gizmo and I are now a family and we are very happy. We thank Fate for bringing us together so uniquely.