Duck Damage

Say Hello to Rocky

When my freelance writing business really started humming this fall, I decided that I was ready to get my purse dog.

I’m home, happily working on the computer all day, but I wanted company. Olive and Henry are not particularly focused on my needs, so I paid them back in full. (Actually, Olive adores my solution.)

Meet Rocky.

He already had his name when I got him, so don’t go all “Ooooh, she named him after a boxer, cause, you know, she’s a boxer too…I get it!”

And Rocky is terrified of pretty much everything except our family and cats, definitely not the fearless type. He hasn’t yet been able to make it on a walk around our block yet, because there are… noises. Strange people. Children on scooters, horrors!

But we’re working on that. Periodically I try to get Rocky all pumped up by calling him by more fierce, ass-kicking names. “Rocky Bruce Chuck John Jet Clint!” I’ll say. “Let’s go get ’em!”

He sits happily near my pillow and wonders if he’s about to get a treat.

So of course I give him one, ’cause he’s just so damn adorable.

Rocky is a Mi-Ki, which is a breed that comes out of a Papillon, Maltese, and Japanese Chin. He has the “Phalen,” or flop-down ears, which is what the Papillons originally had, before they were bred for the “up” ears. Both are adorable (types of ears and dogs), and both are acceptable in the breed.

Just like Papillons, Mi-Kis are bred to be companion dogs. They’re quiet, calm, and attentive, very much like a cat with loyalty. Rocky is utterly content to sit in my lap or by my feet all day long, with periodic breaks to play chase and tumble with Olive. He doesn’t yap (although he does bark once or twice to warn me if he hears a strange noise), and he’s not boingy like some little dog breeds. That’s a picture of me, taking my music lesson, while Rocky poses cutely nearby.

This breed has feet shaped like rabbit feet, and they have long hair that grows between their toes, like Hobbits. I don’t know, all dogs may have toe fur, but Rocky’s is the best, of course. He also has an adorable pink tummy. (Don’t get excited, I’m still not a “dog person,” it’s just that Rocky is not really a, you know, dog.)

Mi-Kis, like Papillons, don’t have an undercoat, so they hardly shed, and yes indeedy I did buy him a sweet little coat for the cold weather (it’s grey, very masculine). And I didn’t even flinch when handing over $20 for a piece of quilted fabric about as big as a napkin.

The picture at the top is Rocky with The Duck Twins. They are his current favorite obsession. Martha Stewart made those for him, and I paid top dollar, I tell you, top dollar for them. It was worth it. They have squeakies.

You may think I can’t tell The Twins apart but I can, because Rocky chewed the foot off of one of them. I’ve included a close up so you can view the damage. When I asked him where the amputated body part was he went all Cookie Monster on me, shaking his head and going “Om, nom, nom, nom!”

Did I mention his favorite treat is duck jerky? No lie, this is available for your dog at Target. I have to cut ours down to a reasonable size, but Rocky thinks it is the greatest. food. evar.

Well, except for cat food, which he tries to sneak when I’m not looking. Olive encourages this.

Of course, “little” Olive outweighs Rocky by a good bit — she’s 8 pounds and he’s 5 (they’re both full grown), and Olive can whup him in a fight if she’s a mind to. But she pretty much indulges Rocky in anything and everything, and they have a lovely time together.

In fact, I caught Olive using her brain (who knew she even had one!) recently in a Rocky-n-Olive romp session. You know that old Looney Tunes gag where Bugs Bunny is being chased in a circle by Yosemite Sam, and once they are a solid blur, Bugs steps calmly out and crunches his carrot while watching Sam continue to run crazily by? Who would have thought Olive would be able to do that — successfully! — to Rocky. But I have witnessed this with mine own eyeballs. It’s the first cat-like behavior (other than napping) that Olive has ever exhibited.

Henry… is the same with Rocky as he is with everyone. He sighs heavily and tries to pretend we don’t exist.

So that’s our happy little expanded family.

Now please excuse me while I go change the tab above from “Henry & Olive” to “Henry, Olive, & Rocky.”

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13 Responses to Say Hello to Rocky

  1. Girlboxing November 20, 2011 at 8:51 am #

    Olive must be wonderful indeed to welcome Rocky so sweetly (Bugs Bunny imitation an all)! Welcome home to the new addition!

    • Lisa Creech Bledsoe November 22, 2011 at 2:37 pm #

      Thanks, GB! They’re all sweethearts, even grouchy ol’ Henry. Do you have a pet?

      • Girlboxing November 22, 2011 at 8:35 pm #

        We have one cat named Mimi. She is a very beautiful gray/calico mix with white paws and a white belly. She is also the smartest cat I’ve ever known. Mimi communicates with me my placing objects in her food bowl and water bowl when she wants them changed/cleaned. She’ll also put an object in the bath tub when she wants fresh water — and we’ve even watched as she attempted to turn the faucet for the shower, unfortunately it is just to hard to turn. Oh and she plays fetch when she’s in the mood.

        Mimi’s *other* side is of course the devil incarnate, well, perhaps not that bad, but she is *very* persnickety about being touched, petted, and so on, and will turn on you quicker than a snake!

        Oh well, the good with the bad, but she does her job by keeping the mice away!

        • Lisa Creech Bledsoe November 23, 2011 at 12:00 pm #

          What a brilliant kitty! But of course, with genius comes eccentricity. 🙂

          (That’s the first time I’ve heard of a cat that plays fetch… even Rocky doesn’t really do that much!)

          • Girlboxing November 24, 2011 at 11:42 am #

            That’s one way of putting it!

            All the best for a Happy T-day to you and your family!

  2. Margaret Reyes Dempsey November 27, 2011 at 3:35 pm #

    Awwww, he’s cute. We have a cat named Sweety (it was her name when we got her and it fits her perfectly). She came into our lives when my son started asking for a brother or a cat. 😉

    • Lisa Creech Bledsoe November 27, 2011 at 5:02 pm #

      Wow, he even specified future sibling gender? I’ll bet you have your hands full with that one. 🙂

      Btw, the cat was a lovely alternative. (Cheaper, too!) So good of your son to give you options, lol!

  3. Amy Scheer November 29, 2011 at 10:05 pm #

    Cutie patootie!

  4. Pettina November 30, 2011 at 8:34 am #

    Wow!!! You’re dog is really cute…Looks like so sweet and nice..Looking forward also to buy that kind of dog..The duckies twin also are cute..Thanks for sharing ..

  5. DaveG December 5, 2011 at 5:33 pm #

    Been reading your blog on boxing for a while now and I am thoroughly enjoying it. Like yourself I took up boxing at an advanced age: 39, after years of power training and a nasty Achilles tendon rupture and months of rehabilitation, decided I wanted something fresh. Took private lessons from a friend and very knowledgeable teacher and joined a real boxing club after 2 years. I am now 41.
    The hardest part, no doubt, is the sparring.
    After some rounds with more or less equally skilled fighters, I fought a boxer who is entering competitive bouts. A whole different ballgame, we agreed to keep things light but one thing led to another and we were trading real punches. He caught me with a hook which left me dazed for a second, light flashes and all. I came back nicely with a couple of hooks when he tried to turn away. I called it quits after 2 rounds.
    Still, afterwards I started worrying, As yourself, I am heavily depending on my brain for my everyday job, working as a sales rep for an IT company and putting in long hours.
    Do you ever worry about the short or long term effect on the brain? We all know this is not the healthiest of sports, concussive and subconcussive blows can have a serious effect on the way we behave, think and function.
    Don’t get me wrong, I love the sport, love the rush of sparring but sometimes I wonder if the pleasures outweigh the risks. Love to hear your take on this…

    • Lisa Creech Bledsoe December 5, 2011 at 9:11 pm #

      You pose some good questions, Dave.

      But before I say anything else I want to make sure you were both wearing 16 oz gloves and USA Boxing-certified headgear (and a mouth guard, of course). Never get in the ring unless those safeguards are in place.

      There’s a BIG difference when you are trading serious punches than when you and your sparring partner both understand that you’re here to get work, rather than kill each other.

      It’s a fine line sometimes, and there’s no doubt that there are some people (the young men, particularly) who gradually ramp up and forget or simply refuse to pull back on their power.

      Seriously. I’m 46 and even more at risk when I’m in the ring with these powerful young men. I am very clear about telling them to pull back, but like you, I roll out if there’s not a clear response from them.

      Yes, I get my bell rung once in a while. That’s part of boxing. If I wasn’t willing to face that, I would take up a different sport. And I sure as hell wouldn’t compete in boxing.

      However, I don’t get in the ring with anyone I can’t trust, and it only takes one time of my partner not listening for me to no longer be willing to spar with them.

      You and I are not in a position to mess around. We have to be safe. And while your coach or trainer should also be looking out for you, the truth is that you really have to look out for yourself.

      For me the pleasures do outweigh the risks. Maybe I’ll change my mind on that as I get older, it’s hard to say. But for now, I’m still in the ring.

      I hope you’ll check back in and let me know how things go for you. Thanks for reading and commenting.

      • DaveG December 7, 2011 at 3:46 am #

        Hi Lisa,

        – I always spar with 14oz gloves, I know some fighters wear 10oz competition gloves, To be honest I’ve never seen anyone using 16oz gloves.

        – Headgear is mandatory in our gym, since I’ve had corrective eye surgery, I always wear full face headgear

        – Mouth guards: of course, I tried the Brain Pad but I always end up heaving since it’s so bulky so I switched to the Shock Doctor Gel Max which is a lot more comfortable

        Most of the people in our gym will hold back but you know how it goes, sometimes you throw a harder punch than you intended or vice versa and that does not go unanswered 🙂

        I am very picky about my sparring partners as well but some days we take turns when sparring so it’s difficult to gauge the skill (or lack of) until you’re already trading punches. For me it’s strictly recreational so I have no intention to ever fight competitively, not even in a white collar event.

        I admire you for having fought some bouts though, it takes a lot of heart to step in the ring and fight an unknown contender.

        You are absolutely right: in an ideal world everyone would pull punches, use 16oz gloves and follow the rules of etiquette when sparring. In the real world, we are all human and you have to look out for yourself.

        My head says: what are you doing? You have a brilliant career, everything you could dream of so why jeopardize it by taking up a high-risk sport.
        My heart says: I love boxing 🙂

        Keep on writing!

        I am sure you reckognize this

        • Lisa Creech Bledsoe December 7, 2011 at 10:21 am #

          I’ve been in those situations before, where you are rotating in and out of the ring with multiple sparring partners. It can be dicey. And if the local coaches are allowing people to spar with 10 ounce gloves, you might want to have a private word with them about it. I did that a couple of times. I’ve also asked my sparring partner outright: “You wearing 10 ounce gloves? You got any 14s or 16s?” (Of course they do, they were just looking for an unfair advantage.)

          I’m with you — I weigh it all out every damn time — and I still choose boxing. 🙂

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