Favorite dog? Well, I certainly remember Jacko if you say the word favorite. He was a very, very special dog, a crowd-gathering type of dog.
Let me explain this a little bit. Jacko was a mixed breed dog. His papa was a feisty Dachshund named Pancho, and his mama was a lovable, easy going German Shepperd named Daisy. Anyway, he looked like a German Shepperd, but he had the short legs and silhoutte of a Dachshund. However, Jacko was at least two or three times the size of a regular Dachshund. I mean, he was one big dog. And, of course, he was heavy too! I swear, at times, he looked like a torpedo floating in water.
As you can imagine, Jacko used to shock people. "What's that?" They would often say. The other usual comments were: "Oh, my God! What kind of dog is that?" That expression, of course, came with a face full of shock. Here's another one: "Man, that dog scared the hell out me!" That last comment was due to Jacko's fast and low movements. If he snuck up on you, it was a little bit scary unless you were used to his pranks. Regardless of the reactions and comments, people everywhere were fascinated by Jacko, and he certainly drew a crowd. I must say this: He knew he attracted attention. Jacko was smart!
One day, I was walking Jacko at a local park, and this guy in a car is totally in shock while looking at Jacko. Guess what? The guy rammed the car in front of him. And in a few seconds, there was a big argument over the accident. I quickly turned to Jacko and said: "See what you did, Jacko?" Ah, he just wagged his tail and smiled. He loved watching the argument over the fender bender. It was fun!
Jacko is now in dog heaven representing Puerto Rico. Like a rock star, this dog star is drawing huge crowds up there. Well, that's the way I want to see it. I mean, Jacko was, without a doubt, my favorite dog! I bet he is sneaking up on Saint Peter right now and causing one big show. Kind of scary, I must say.
There you go: My favorite type of dog is a German Shepperd/Dachshund mutt!
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Yes, yes, yes. Daisy laid down to make love with Pancho. Otherwise, he could not get up there, and there would have never been a Jacko! So...thanks Daisy!
