I can not believe it has been two years since you were born. You were the much wanted, heavily anticipated baby beagle brother for Felix. We named you before we even found your breeder. We loved you before you were even born. And despite our surprise when we learned you were not the beagle we expected, but rather the result of a clandestine love affair between your champion beagle mother and sneaky neighbor pug father, from the moment your Daddy and I laid eyes on you, we knew you were meant to be our Kolchak.
You were cute – in a weird oddly proportioned way. Your Mom immediately fell in love with your giant bobble-head. It was far too big for your little body and it wibbled and wobbled when you ran. You won Daddy’s heart with your big puppy dog eyes and your curly piggy tail.
Your brother, while not initially excited to be bringing you home, has always been fiercely protective of you. He spent the entire five hour ride home with his nose pressed to your kennel, watching you sleep and getting Mommy every time you squeaked. He would get between you and any other dog, making sure they were friendly before allowing them to cautiously sniff you. Barking at anydog he deemed unworthy to be near you.
All of your darling puppyness – chasing balls, chewing toys, wrestling – would have been endearing to witness regardless, but in being the little scamp you were, you brought us another precious gift. Your Felix who in the 6 months he lived with us had never once let on that he wasn’t actually a small, hairy human began to act like a dog. He ran around, he pulled on the leash, he played with toys. We had never seen him play with toys before. But for you – his darling baby brother – Felix would play tug of war, run with you to the ball, but make you bring it back and follow you around as you smelled every stick in the park before carefully choosing the one you two would play with.
You are the funniest pup we have ever had the pleasure to love. Your puggley face is so expressive and you really do wear your emotions on your snout. You only have to flash us your underbite once and we know you are not impressed and when we are rewarded with your big, goofy grin then we know you are truly happy. You, Kolchak Puggle, are a trouble maker and you know it. We have lost count of how many times you have looked up at me and we *just know* you have done something bad – chewing all the knobs of Mommy’s antique dressers, eating the signed, Mike Richards Rookie Card Daddy loved so much, picking ALL of the cherry tomatoes and leaving them on the deck. Your face tell your whole story and it has to power to send us into fits of laughter or to melt our hearts.
Koly – you may not know this, but once upon a time, not that long ago actually, your pawrents were very cool. We went to parties and clubs, we stayed out all night, we were wild and crazy and fun. But knowing that you and your brother were at home, waiting, changed everything. We are now “Dog People”. We stopped being a couple and started being a family. Now we’d rather have friends and their dogs over for a bbq than go to the clubs, weekends are no longer for sleeping in – there is agility classes to go to and the dog park to visit. There is nowhere we would rather be than with our boys. We may not be crazy and cool and more, but we are happier than we have ever been. All because of you.
On your birthday Kolchak Puggle, we want you to know how much we love you, how much joy and laughter you bring to our lives and how very glad we are that you are our dog.
Love and Puggle Snuggles,
Mom and Dad