He always licks Eric or Nathan’s feet, hands, and face, and asks to go out with them (in dog language, it means jumping and barking insistently). He immediately notices when a visitor is upset and gets close to them and licks them. If Eric and Nathan fight, he intervenes (that means, he gets in between them and barks). And, most important to me, when I’m lying in my bed (that means, all the time) he always begs to get on it (that means, he whines and wags his tail). If he sees me wheel myself in the chair, he thinks I’m going to go out and starts jumping and barking. If he’s right, as soon as Eric or my nurse aid pushes me outside, he gets really excited and stars jumping and biting my shoe, so much so that I have to order him to stop. Then, he chooses a spot to lie down and keeps me company.
I’m a city girl; I was born and bred in Buenos Aires, the New York of Argentina. We couldn’t have a dog because our apartment was too small. So, I’m not used to dogs. But little by little, Mickay grew on me. At first I said yes when he begged to climb up on my bed. Then, I got used to feeling the weight of his body on my feet. Now I miss him – I enjoy his company when Eric and Nathan are in separate rooms. He and I are great friends.