Do you want to know something about me? oh, how curious you are! :)

In any case, I will talk about myself ^_^: my name's BIC, and I'm a crossbreed with a three colors coat (black and tan, with white spots on the nose, on the chest and on the paws). I'm medium/big size (60 cm), and I was born the 1 January 1995 (even if we're not completely sure of the right day.... but my parents decided that my birthday was the 1 jan ^_^). I don't know why, but the day of my birth, there's always the war! I don't know what I did wrong, but when I hear the first stroke, I run under my daddy's desk, and I wear my helmet! I'm a very pacific dog... why people stroke those ugly lights the first day of the year?
Mummy says that it's a joyful moment, and that people want to show how happy they are... but so, why people must celebrate MY birthday? I'm not a famous dog! ;_;

I'm a dog with a dumber plate affixed! ;) Well, yes! when I was 6 months old, that bad man, the doctor, had fun writing on my leg some letters and numbers! I wasn't VERY happy about that... but my sis said that it was important, because thanks to these numbers and letters, if ever I get lost, people can know who am I and they can bring me back to my family! So... well, if these letters are SO important I'm happy I have them: after all I forgot immediately the hurt!

What my friends always reproached to me, is that I have a ear up and a ear down. Unfortunately when I was very young, my sis brought me to a very bad doctor: he doesn't know his work, but my sis didn't know it! He told her that I HAD to wear the plasters to the ears, or I won't put the ears up. She told him that she didn't care of it, but he kept on telling it, and, at last, my sis told to him to plaster my ears (I would like to see him... if I could plaster him something else..... how bad I am :D). It was a VERY bad thing, because on of the nerves of my ear twisted.

So, when my sis changed the doctor (when she understood that he was an incompetent!) the new one (very sympathic ^_____^) covered my ear with the resin.

But unfortunately, my parents needed to make even the tattoo the same day! So I had to wear the muzzle, because I hadn't to lick myself! What a cruelty!!!! I would like to know the person that created that infernal cage! I would like it very much if I could KILL him! :((((((( Unfortunately the muzzle infected the resin, and the doctor had to remove quickly it, because my ear was in danger! Well, folks... from that day, that ear always bothered me :(

In any case... the show must go on ^_^. I'm a modern dog: I like the friendship with people of other races! In fact... my best friend is.... a KITTY, named Micia. You will know her in the Friends page!

Then... what's more? I love to GO OUT, and I hate, hate HATE the BATH!!!!! When I understand that my sis brought me to the doctor with this meaning, I point my paws on the floor, and I try everything to escape!!!!! I really can't stay under the water! I hate it ;_; But maybe, on the summer time it can be a LITTLE nice!
When I act like that, my sis makes fun of me, telling I'm a funky dog: but what can I do... I really hate the bath!

Instead, going to the doctor never scared me. I like very much my actual doctor: he's very kind, and I jump on his table myself when I have to be visited. Once, he had a big hurt to the back helping me, so I do it by myself: I don't want he feels bad!

In fact... the doctor is VERY useful on the critic moment... that is on the BATH moment! If he's visiting me before that, I point myself on the doctor's table. "Please! Be kind with me! I'm only a little doggy.... Doctor, please... I feel hurt to a paw... I have problems to my ear..... but why nobody trusts me? ;_; Maybe I'm not so good lying!"

Then, you have to know that I'm a dog that went to school! I haven't got the University.... I did only the Primary school.... but I learned really a lot of things when I went there. And my sis Giulia, that brought me there, learned even more.
It was really fun to me, but unfortunately, my sis hadn't so much money, and I couldn't continue the training.... But sometimes I come back to that beautiful place: if my sis has to go to University, or if my family has to go to a small trip, I can go to "La Valletta". It's a very nice place: when I stay there for some days, they give to me the food 3 times at day, they brush me and they take care of me. And in any case, they leave every dog play and be happy for all the day with other dogs! They have some VERY big gardens. It's for this reason that if my sis can't stay at home all the day, she brings me there. So I don't suffer, because I can play and have fun with other dogs. I really LOVE this place ^_^. And I love my sis' car, because she carried me to the Valletta center with it ^_^

Unfortunately, even if I went to school (and even if I was, and I am very obedient when I am on the training place, I don't want to hear the orders when I'm free! After all, even if I don't come back suddently when my sis calls me... she forgives me in a moment when I finally come back ^_^

My parents aren't very happy with me even because I am not SO lovely. That is, I don't like so much to be caressed and hugged. And I NEVER lick people on the face :( I don't know why I don't like to lick on the face.... but even if they ask me "Bic, please kiss me!" I never do it :((((( Maybe somebody told me I haven't to do it when I was a puppy!

Well... now I think it's enough.... maybe it's even too much ^_^; but I like so much to talk with you that maybe I bored you ^^; I hope not! If you want to know more about me... please continue the navigation on this site (but NOT on the water, please! :)

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