His name is Starbuck. There's a story, actually. I was locked out of the house while Mom was adopting him for me, just before Thanksgiving, and I waited at a Starbucks for an hour and a half. Well, I didn't know why Mom didn't come straight home to let me in. It was a surprise. I was just mad as hell. But, all was forgiven as soon as I laid eyes on this poofy little puppy. He's a little papillon, a spaniel. Look at those ears! Cute!
He's adorable and really sweet. Well, he's sweet to me. He can be a little tyrant at times and he's extremely protective of me. But he's really loving. Other than the usual "Baby", "Sweetheart" etc. type nicknames, I have a few others.
Bucky Buckmeister Licky Little Bitty Bitty Buckster Cutie Pie Barky
You know, whatever comes out first. I love my dog. I don't have kids. Whaddayagonnado? He's my baby. : )
Buckster maybe. Not Batdog. Hadn't thought of that one. It's not really all that cute, though. I guess neither is Licky, but hey. That's the stuff that usually comes to me at the time.
I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder around December 2004, although I may have other undiagnosed medical issues. I've applied for disability with Social Security, but have been denied over and over. However, I have worked as a photographer and at an art gallery/artist-in-residence program. Would like to work in the arts in the future, as soon as my health issues are sorted out.
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Do you ever call him "Batdog"? "Buckyboy"? "Buckster"?
Just curious!
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Buckster maybe. Not Batdog. Hadn't thought of that one. It's not really all that cute, though. I guess neither is Licky, but hey. That's the stuff that usually comes to me at the time.
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