he's a miniature lop! and he is very tiny and a little bit dumb and very very soft and likes throwing things around at six in the morning. so far his favorite foods are snap peas, cardboard, and kale <3
My constant companion and best little man, Pecker (named by mom after the 1998 John Waters film Pecker, she didn't get the offensive implications lol) nicknamed "Pepper."
The rest of the post is gonna be a downer. If you aren't in the mood for that, just enjoy the absolutely adorable dog pictures and keep scrolling.
Today, my dog passed away in his home very suddenly, in his sleep. He had been fighting a long battle with heart disease and due to his age and genetic factors the condition spread too quickly and too strongly to be effectively treated. My father took care of him for his final days, as our boy was constantly loved, hugged, protected and nurtured by family who loved him.
He was a happy, playful boy. Full of life and always moving around, even near the end he was getting up and walking a few times, lifting his head up and occasionally wagging his tail. He lived to the ripe old age of 15.
Some fast facts about him:
Pecker:
Got the name "Tick-Tick" because of the sound his nails would make everywhere he'd walk
Also got the nickname "Kramer" because he liked to kick open my door
We liked to call him "Pepper" in front of company, and "Peckerwood" which we later found out isn't actually another word for "woodpecker" but something more offensive. Oof! But he made it funny. We liked to call him "Peck-Peck-Peckerwood!" when he trotted into a room.
He never hurt a living creature in his life or caused anyone pain. Except some guy named Anthony, the only person he ever bit lol. Crazy lil guy.
One time I went walking him a little girl saw him and petted him. Then, a bunch of kids came running from around the corner to love up on him and pet him because they were so excited.
Walking him, a couple times a little kid would pet him and say hi to him. One time while strutting around and drinking something, he proclaimed "I know that dog!"
One time I put a lolipop in front of his face expecting him to lick it, and he bit it instead.
As a puppy, he liked to "accidentally" knock over pop cans and drink the spillage.
He was the first pup to be picked out of the litter, and the runt.
He loved snow, probably because of his big fur coat.
Despite being a tiny little mop, he had a furious bark. One time two cops came to our door and the dog barked so loud they walked off the porch. Later they asked my dad "what kind of monster dog do you have in there?" and he poked his little head out, and they were SO annoyed and embarrassed.
Was about 3 feet long and roughly 2 feet tall.
One time when he was a puppy I watched him whimper in fear about a jump he was about to make: jumping off a couch onto big fluffy pillow. We called it a "crash pad."
When he first came home my sister was a sobbing mess after getting dumped. He came up to her her and licked her nose and she stopped crying instantly.
One time I stayed over a friend's house and came home in the middle of the night, I petted him, and he turned and nodded at me like it was nothing. Then he, in a half-awake state, realized what was going on and rocked himself excitedly awake to greet me.
RIP Pecker. You had a funny name but you were the best dog I could ever ask for. You will be missed <3.
"For though I be absent in the flesh, yet am I with you in the spirit, joying and beholding your order, and the stedfastness of your faith in Christ." - Colossians 2:5
Y’know what I think is really cute? Whenever I’m about to go to bed, if I say “time to go night night” to my gerbil in a baby voice, he’ll run over to where he sleeps like he’s going to bed with me😭🥺
