Gucci is my baby. The neighbors knew his name even when they didn't know ours. He was adorable and friendly to everyone he met. He didn't think he was a dog, he was certain he was human...maybe because we treated him like one. He was also stubborn and could hold a grudge. Everytime i'd come back from a vacation he would give me the cold shoulder because I left him behind. He wanted me to beg for forgiveness and when he thought I'd had enough, he would embrace me again. He never needed a leash because he never wanted to be more than 5 feet away from me. He always loved to sleep next to me. He would curl up and stick his butt by legs or my neck. He was always frightened by the rain and fireworks. We could even give him a bath without worrying that he'd bite off our fingers when it rained. He loved steak, olives, almonds and peanutbutter. He loved walking and being outside, he also loved the snow. He loved playing with his little kitty sister Bella. She loved to torture him.

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