That is my shihtzu. He has two names, but being him, he only answers when he wants to. One is Coco, his first name, given on the day he was bought. It was to save him from being named Poppy, my mum thought it was cute and started calling him that, panicked, my sister came out with the name Coco, not very nice, but we were in an emergency. The second name is Baby, which is what I call him now, on most days. Again, it's because my mum liked to call him "baby", and he starts answering to that as well. By the way, the ball in the first picture is now nonexistent, it was bitten and chewed until the insides came out, we threw it away for his own safety. It was one of his favourites.

Never thought we would have a dog, we were too busy, but we saw him one day and couldn't resist. Of course now, he's like the youngest son of the family and I finally have a younger brother. He's not that much different than the stereotypical little brother, he's bossy, mischievous, playful, and sometimes very proud. And believe it or not, he bullies my sister and I when he plays with us by barking every time we don't give him the ball, but if my mother suddenly enters the room, he'd sit down and wait for her to go before continuing. So my mum thinks he's an angel.

The third and the fourth picture is how he looks like right now, that's my sister carrying him, we do that a lot because he's so small. Isn't he just adorable?

We painted the cage (fourth picture) pink because he loves pink so much. My mum had to keep him busy when we were painting because he thought we were doing something fun without him and wouldn't leave us alone. He's really outgoing around us... my mum spoils him though. But there's always my sister, she loves to call him Naughty Boy for doing nothing bad at all. hehe, but he's used to it.

Anyway ... I love him a lot, he's fun and quiet at the same time, not everyone can do that you know? And he's just him, yea, he's proud sometimes, and when he's down, he walks away when we call him, but he's still really caring and sweet. I found out once by faking death, a fall to the ground followed by a terrible scream. He came to sniff my nose to see if I was alright! Then I had to laugh, he made a few angry noises and strutted away. But, hey, I had to know, right?

Don't know why I'm suddenly featuring my dog on my blog. Guess I'm feeling down and he really cheered me up, plus being one-year-old, he deserves to get online. Plus he's the ultimate genius that is yet to be recognized by the world. He knows exactly how to get things he wants, and no one disturbs him when he sleeps, because he has mum as his ally of course. Also, although he's like the prince of the house, he's really quiet and thoughtful, he'll try to drag my mum to the room if she's been in the kitchen for too long. Such a sweet boy. If he were human, he'd probably be a play boy and have more than twenty girlfriends. I can see that already. Everyone who sees him, including people who practically hates dogs and vowed never to touch dogs would come back for a second visit with a gift for him.

Love him? Oh well, he's ours. lol. Anyway, if you wanna be friends with him, here's his dogster >> clickie!