Chicca o Kikka (Keekkah)

I have called the company like my dog, Chicca or Kikka (when she feint of being bad). Now, if i had to tell you in the particular as it is behaved and how much is in leg much not to second deserve of being born dog (for me), would think: “This is the usual maniac, speaks therefore because it is HIS dog”. Well it is not true. I have "inherited” Chicca when she was approximately three years old, now she is 14 but seem youngest than her (its) age. I growth with dogs, I have had little but for longest periods. The last one, a cocker named Kiffero, is died in a terrible way. After the usual oath of the series: “I don' t want anymore dogs in my life” I remained for years without it but the friends when they met me asked why never you did not have any dog and I answered (thinking to Chicca) that I did not wish more but if I had found a dog superintelligent, obedient, good, cleaned up, for nothing aggressive, than she did not have need of a leash neither a muzzle, that wait for me in front of the stores for a half hour without go away, than didn' t escape in hot love or for other canine matters, than didn't toil in house under gratuitous title, for earth and never on the beds or sofas, that understand an impressive series of words in Italian that we (coaches, my wife and me) must make attention to as speak, that adore travel in bike and in car, then i have yield ;) These little lines are a homage to her, my greatest, loyal Friend.

Sorry my Maccaroni English :)

If you wanna see her pics click here .