From Part II:
To prove a point she conducted a little experiment. Valentina requested I remove my robe and hand it to her and when I did she put it over her face. With her face covered she waved her arms in the air pretending to be some type of ghost while making loud, eerie sounds.
I could not believe the reaction from the dog.
I was stunned. I was shocked. I was in disbelief. I was blown out of the water. So, what did Gucci the {ahem} “Guard Dog” do? Like a cannon he shot out of the suitcase and landed on the floor where he ran and hid under the stationary desk and began whimpering loudly. Valentina removed the robe.
VALENTINA: Talk about a real bad ass.
Good grief! I think a Chihuahua would have made a better guard dog.
To Be Continued....
PART III
To anyone who thinks Dobermans have the reputation of being fierce, vicious and aggressive should meet Gucci. He definitely puts that stereotype to rest. Perhaps Valentina summed it up best.
VALENTINA: This dog is an embarrassment to his breed.
I felt sorry for the pooch as his whimpering got louder by the second. I knew kind words or any words for that matter would not calm him down or get him out from under the desk, however Valentina had her own brilliant idea.
VALENTINA: If I call housekeeping maybe they can poke him out with a broom.
And if that suggestion wasn’t bad enough she continued frightening Gucci so much.......he left a puddle. I’ve had the fortunate opportunity to travel around the world but this was the first time a dog had ever peed in my hotel suite. NOW THERE’S A SENTENCE I NEVER THOUGHT I'D WRITE. I literally had to tackle my best friend to the bed to make her stop with the scary noises and gestures and more importantly to prevent the big, bad, doggie from leaving something other than a puddle! It was time to call in the Big Guns aka Semper~Fi or as Valentina prefers calling him The Gringo, a term I definitely dislike. She called out for him by using the G-word. I groaned.
VALENTINA: A thousand pardons Princesa. I keep forgetting how much you disapprove of me using the “G~word.” From now on but only in your presence I'll call him “The Foreigner.” Is the “F~Word” better?
Actually it wasn’t and I told her but I don't think she heard me. When Semper~Fi entered in my suite I explained what happened. He looked at Valentina.
SF: I thought I told you to stop scaring him. It’s highly disruptive to his training.
It was then MY TURN to look at Valentina. Although I knew from SF’s statement I just had to ask whether she had taken on the role of playing ghost before?
SF: Numerous times and she’s been instructed not too.
Hmm, let’s examine the following 3 words: "SHE’S BEEN INSTRUCTED." Good grief! Like me, taking instructions and following orders is not something she likes or does. Valentina wasn’t happy having SF answering on her behalf and let him know. Folding her arms and walking right up to him and speaking in a very confident tone:
VALENTINA: Was her question directed at you?
She paused and unless it was for dramatic effect I’m not sure why she did because it wasn’t as if she was waiting on an answer, there was no way he was going to reply back.
VALENTINA: No, she asked me.
Her tone went from confident to authoritative:
VALENTINA: So do yourself a big favor and zip it. Got it?
For even more dramatic effect she did the whole “Zip Your Lip” gesture. Wow. Long time readers of my blog are aware there’s no love lost between those two. Valentina has never fully explained the reason behind the tremendous amount of hostility towards him and I wasn’t about to ask at that moment but made a mental note to inquire about it later. The good ole hunky looking marine was able to lure Gucci out by using one of his commands.
He first made a clicking~type sound with his tongue and second, he said a number. Did I mention he had to repeat the command 5x!! Upon hearing it the 5th time Gucci slowly and carefully left his hiding spot. My only guess was the cautious pooch was afraid of the “ghost” making another appearance and it’s not like Valentina didn’t try. When I caught her eyeballing my bathrobe I made a quick grab for it and put it on. With Gucci out of hiding SF ordered him to stand at attention. Valentina whispered to me:
VALENTINA: You gotta see this.
In Gucci’s weird, little mind "standing at attention" translated into: rolling over on his back and then standing on his hind legs and dancing in a circle. {All that was missing was a pink tutu} Still on his hind legs he began howling and then decided to curl up in the fetal position. My God, what a strange dog I thought. Eventually he was able to get him to obey the command. A call was next made to housekeeping to clean up the “you know what.” SF left with Gucci and as they made their way out Valentina made the following remark:
VALENTINA: Well done, sir. I salute you. God Bless America.
After giving him another salute she began singing ♫ Oh Say Can You See......♫
Semper~Fi was not flattered or impressed. Me? What do you think?
I started giggling.
To Be Continued....
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My loyal and dear readers it's finally Friday.
Whatever your plans are have one heck of a weekend.~x
XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess
Whatever your plans are have one heck of a weekend.~x
XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess
