It's my BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!

That’s me as a puppy.  Because today is THE DAY!!!!  It should be a national holiday.  Because…..it’s my BIRTHDAY!!!!!!

Yes indeed.  Three years ago today, with 9 other siblings in my TREASURY (remember I don’t like that “litter” word), I entered the world.

Frodo, who is older than me has the same parents that I do.  Although Frodo does have his barking “issue” my human thought that he was a great dog – and wanted to get another PON just like him.  So why not get a puppy from the same parents?  They will be the same, right?  WRONG.

We could NOT be more different.  Frodo:  calm, obedient, trustworthy (most of the time), EASY to train, independent, and smart.   That’s why she fell in love with PONs – Frodo was (is) an EASY dog.

And then there is me:  Wild, DISOBEDIENT, cuddly, friendly, not-so-easy to train, and VERY, VERY funny.   Well, what do you expect - my human picked me herself – and I WAS the feisty one in the treasury.  My human started to visit me when I was a tiny pup and she came every week to figure out who she would take home.  By week 5, I stood out as the “sometimes” bold one in the group.  BUT – I would also come to her when she called with treats – and I would lick her all over.   By week 6, I had won her over.  She was hooked.  She decided to name me Viktor - her grandafther's name was Victor- so she changed my name to V-i-K-t-o-r - so as not to offend any relatives!

When I came home at 7.5 weeks, I was pretty confident in the car ride home.  I figured “I’m the man” – and I will totally train this human all by myself.  Little did I realize there were “other” canines at home.  When I came in the door, I nearly had a heart attack when I saw Paxton.  WHAT the HECK is THAT?????????  It’s HUGE!!!!  It smells like a dog – but seriously – did someone overfeed that thing that it got soooooo big?!  Paxton initially ignored me – he had been through the “new puppy thing” with Frodo – and thought that MAYBE I was just here for a day or two.  WRONG.

Frodo, on the other hand, thought I was FANTASTIC.  Maybe he realized I was his brother.  He barked at me, rolled around me – and thought I was a wonderful new  toy.  He was my buddy.

Within a few days, I took a look around me, and decided that although I WAS the smallest, I SHOULD be the KING.  I’m so CUTE.  And every now and then, I still DO try to show everyone that I AM THE BOSS.  Which is when my human steps in and quickly reminds me that SHE is the boss.  Right.  I’ll let her think so.

It’s a pretty cool household – and I’m glad my human picked me out of all those puppies in my treasury.  The last three years has given my human so much – both aggravation – AND joy.  Overall, it has been joy – and it if weren’t for the aggravation we wouldn’t have NEARLY enough material for this blog!!!  Happy birthday to me and all the puppies in my treasury!  Go and give all your canine kids a biscuit on me!  And you humans can have a drink on me - you probably need it!!!!