My son and I were eager to have a pet which would be a companion to us. We wanted to have a dog, but because we live in an apartment, we decided not to have a big dog. As a coincidence, my sister is a Yorkshire breeder and she gave us one of the puppies. We loved him!!!

His name was already chosen and registered by my sister: “Don’t touch me”. This name has caused me some embarrassing situations. Once I was in a pet shop and a woman was patting his head saying how cute he was; then she asked his name and as soon as I told it to her, in a rush and spontaneous movement, she took her hand out and far from his head. From then on I’ve never told his name again on these kinds of occasions – I generally say the opposite: “Touch me” or “Touchy”. :-)

At first, I admit, I treated him like a baby. I remember the first bath. Poor dog! I DO believe he felt how insecure I was. It took me more than one month to realize the dog wouldn’t ‘break’. He is ‘an adult’ as he is five years old now.

He seems to know my schedule. ;-) He knows when I am to arrive home and waits for me near the door. Even more accurate (I think you won’t believe this; it is true, though.) is the fact that he knows when my private classes are to finish. What amazes me most is that he ‘knows’ when it is a ‘two-hour class’ or a ‘one-hour class’, he always scratches the door when the class is OVER. (I’m not joking!)

He hates being left alone. Who doesn’t? If I leave him alone for one day, he won’t eat anything, no matter what I give him to eat. Sometimes I have to be out for a day and I give him some special ‘presents’ (dog cookies and other dog stuff dogs generally love) and when I come back everything is at the exact place I had put. On the other hand, as soon as he sees me, he starts eating and drinking water like a starving dog. This is sad for me because I imagine he might get depressed when he is alone.

It’s nice to see my son playing with him. They play like two kids; Don’t touch me teases my son and runs away. It’s pretty funny.

According to my sister, he is one of the sweetest dogs she has ever had. (I told you she is a breeder, right? She is also a vet!)

Ok! I’m an ‘owl dog owner’!  :-)