This post is about a very good day, a very good afternoon. But let me tell you something first:
My family has had dogs since I was a child - and even when we didn't have them yet, our neighbour did. That dog was huge but I never feared it and he never hurt me. I could pretty much do anything to it and he would never get angry - he was a big white Afgan Hound named Marski. In part, this easy relationship with a large dog may have encouraged my dad to buy us our first dog, Finnish Hound, which he named Kiri. The next addition was Jesperi, a Finnish Spitz. Then numerous cats, I only remember the ones that were mine: so, one grey-black/striped Hessu, one completely grey and short-tailed homeless cat Miisa which we gave shelter for years, one beautiful brown-red-black-white-coloured lady Milla and finally my completely black cat Nero (the name means 'genious' in Finnish, 'black' in Italian - and she was both, haha). Nero lived in the same house & in the same yard as our third dog, Ville. Ville was a mixed dog (with German and Norwegian breeds). Someone might call him a "mud" because he was not pure but he was the best dog ever and more reliable than any human being. He died in 1998, in the respectable age of 13. After his death, I simply couldn't picture myself with a new dog - I felt I might never be able to take one again. I felt crushed and couldn't avoid crying everytime I came across his picture - and this went on for years. Ville was such a clever dog, so human, so funny, so loyal and lovable.
Now here we are, precisely ten years later and I'm finally ready to take another dog. For years and years I told myself "I would take a dog only when and if the circumstances were right" but the truth of the matter is: I've had them right about eight years & made no attempt to get one. I realized I was actually in deep denial, and - no matter how silly it may sound to you - felt that by taking another dog, I would somehow do wrong to my one and only Ville.
About a year from now I started talking about taking a dog, thinking what it would be like, what breed it could be - but I restrained myself from buying one cos in a way I felt I was planning a family and wanted to be absolutely sure I could go through it all again - not so much the raising part, the living with part - but the giving up part which always comes, sooner or later. As the months progressed, I still kept thinking how great it would be to have a dog - for company, to make life more beautiful, to make me less lonely and less self-focused - and just to see his funny face every day, receiving his love for me. I know I will never have kids so animal babies are the closest I'm gonna get. I also live alone so pretty often I'm feeling rather sad and lonely. We all know the feeling: being on your own can be fun but when it's not something you want, it is everything but. So what is a better way to "remove" this unwanted feeling - of course I realize it's not a 100% cure - of loneliness than by giving my cuddling, love, tenderness and attention to a dog. There is nothing standing in the way, I work at home, I have the time, I have the heart. So, all of you: be aware, you're in the danger zone cos there's "baby love" in the air! They say children always come first, so hear hear! Haha!
I've reserved a beautiful puppy - an adorable pug - and he is moving in with me next August. I named him Basso, cos he had the biggest wrinkle above his nose - massive and manly (see, I'm starting to brag, haha!). Basso also means 'bass' in Finnish. I have a feeling his name's gonna get more meanings with time. Basso was born three weeks ago and I saw him last Saturday for the first time. I have never seen anything so cute and small! I fell in love with him instantly. It made me feel like a little boy again, as well as a proud daddy. I felt my sensitivity pouring out as well as the protector. I couldn't believe he was mine: my puppy, my dog, my baby. My pug - no matter how stubborn he will be (haha).
I know I will have Basso about fifteen years (if God allows) and I'm comfortable with that. After having a ten year waiting period, no one can blame me for not considering it through. Animals are not playthings, they deserve a loving home, they are individuals just like us. It is my privilige to give this puppy a good home.
This blog is about life, music and memories - also the memories that are still in the making - and this is why I'm gonna play you a video I made of my pug, Basso. I hope it brings a smile to your face, like it does to mine!
Here are the lyrics to "Better Together":
My family has had dogs since I was a child - and even when we didn't have them yet, our neighbour did. That dog was huge but I never feared it and he never hurt me. I could pretty much do anything to it and he would never get angry - he was a big white Afgan Hound named Marski. In part, this easy relationship with a large dog may have encouraged my dad to buy us our first dog, Finnish Hound, which he named Kiri. The next addition was Jesperi, a Finnish Spitz. Then numerous cats, I only remember the ones that were mine: so, one grey-black/striped Hessu, one completely grey and short-tailed homeless cat Miisa which we gave shelter for years, one beautiful brown-red-black-white-coloured lady Milla and finally my completely black cat Nero (the name means 'genious' in Finnish, 'black' in Italian - and she was both, haha). Nero lived in the same house & in the same yard as our third dog, Ville. Ville was a mixed dog (with German and Norwegian breeds). Someone might call him a "mud" because he was not pure but he was the best dog ever and more reliable than any human being. He died in 1998, in the respectable age of 13. After his death, I simply couldn't picture myself with a new dog - I felt I might never be able to take one again. I felt crushed and couldn't avoid crying everytime I came across his picture - and this went on for years. Ville was such a clever dog, so human, so funny, so loyal and lovable.
Now here we are, precisely ten years later and I'm finally ready to take another dog. For years and years I told myself "I would take a dog only when and if the circumstances were right" but the truth of the matter is: I've had them right about eight years & made no attempt to get one. I realized I was actually in deep denial, and - no matter how silly it may sound to you - felt that by taking another dog, I would somehow do wrong to my one and only Ville.
About a year from now I started talking about taking a dog, thinking what it would be like, what breed it could be - but I restrained myself from buying one cos in a way I felt I was planning a family and wanted to be absolutely sure I could go through it all again - not so much the raising part, the living with part - but the giving up part which always comes, sooner or later. As the months progressed, I still kept thinking how great it would be to have a dog - for company, to make life more beautiful, to make me less lonely and less self-focused - and just to see his funny face every day, receiving his love for me. I know I will never have kids so animal babies are the closest I'm gonna get. I also live alone so pretty often I'm feeling rather sad and lonely. We all know the feeling: being on your own can be fun but when it's not something you want, it is everything but. So what is a better way to "remove" this unwanted feeling - of course I realize it's not a 100% cure - of loneliness than by giving my cuddling, love, tenderness and attention to a dog. There is nothing standing in the way, I work at home, I have the time, I have the heart. So, all of you: be aware, you're in the danger zone cos there's "baby love" in the air! They say children always come first, so hear hear! Haha!
I've reserved a beautiful puppy - an adorable pug - and he is moving in with me next August. I named him Basso, cos he had the biggest wrinkle above his nose - massive and manly (see, I'm starting to brag, haha!). Basso also means 'bass' in Finnish. I have a feeling his name's gonna get more meanings with time. Basso was born three weeks ago and I saw him last Saturday for the first time. I have never seen anything so cute and small! I fell in love with him instantly. It made me feel like a little boy again, as well as a proud daddy. I felt my sensitivity pouring out as well as the protector. I couldn't believe he was mine: my puppy, my dog, my baby. My pug - no matter how stubborn he will be (haha).
I know I will have Basso about fifteen years (if God allows) and I'm comfortable with that. After having a ten year waiting period, no one can blame me for not considering it through. Animals are not playthings, they deserve a loving home, they are individuals just like us. It is my privilige to give this puppy a good home.
This blog is about life, music and memories - also the memories that are still in the making - and this is why I'm gonna play you a video I made of my pug, Basso. I hope it brings a smile to your face, like it does to mine!
Here are the lyrics to "Better Together":
There's no combination of words/ I could put on the back of a postcard/ No song that I could sing
But I can try for your heart/ Our dreams, and they are made out of real things/ Like a shoebox of photographs/ With sepiatone loving
Love is the answer/ At least for most of the questions in my heart/ Like why are we here? And where do we go?/ And how come it's so hard?
It's not always easy/ And sometimes life can be deceiving/ I'll tell you one thing, its always better when we're together
MMM, it's always better when we're together/ Yeah, we'll look at the stars when we're together
Well, it's always better when we're together/ Yeah, it's always better when we're together
And all of these moments/ Just might find their way into my dreams tonight/ But I know that they'll be gone/ When the morning light sings
And brings new things/ But tomorrow night you see/ That they'll be gone too/
Too many things I have to do/ But if all of these dreams might find their way/ Into my day to day scene
I'll be under the impression, I was somewhere in-between/ With only two, just me and you
Not so many things we got to do, or places we got to be/ We'll sit beneath the mango tree now
Yeah, it's always better when we're together/ MMM, We're somewhere in-between together
Well, it's always better when we're together/ Yeah, it's always better when we're together
Mmmmm Mmmmm Mmmmm, I believe in memories/ They look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now, and when, and when I wake up/ You look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time/ And there is no, no song I could sing
And there is no combination of words I could say/ But I will still tell you one thing:
We're better together
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