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I named my Dog Dooney because at the time I got him, was obsessed with Dooney and Bourke Bags. When I saw him, he was just the cutest thing I had ever ever seen, literally. I played with him for a few weeks at the pet shop and considered naming him Jet because he ran so in such fast cirlces. Then he'd slide and throw himself into the wall. He looked like a jet propeller lol. But he had such a cute baby face that Dooney just fit better.
Dooney is so silly. Dooney rhymes with looney which explains him in a nutshell. He's the biggest shih-tzu in the world. He weighs 27 pounds! lol Oh, and the ironic thing is that he won't generally eat on his own. So we spoon feed him...everyday...several times a day... He's like a cat...drinks milk...stares out the window. But I think he thinks he is human bc when he looks out the window, he sits on the tip of the couch, leans his arm on the window sill, and sits on his little tucus. He also has conversations with me. When I talk to him he always barks back. He loves bananas, carrots, and his biggest obsession in the world is CHICKEN. He does not even chew it, he smashes it wit his tongue and then swallows it all within 3 seconds tops.
Dooney means so much to me because he saved my life in a sense. I was incredibly sick when I first met him. I was in an outpatient eating disorder program, after having been in and out of hospitals for that entire year. One day I really didn't want to go to program (treatment wc was from 8-3pm). I convinced my mom to let me take the day off. She did. We went to get my uniform for school bc I would be starting freshman yr of high school in a few weeks. That was hard. I was so thin nothing fit. There was a pet shop next door and we went in. I met my dog. If I hadn't skipped that day and ended up at the school I so desperately didn't want to go to, I would have never met him. I wanted him so bad. So my parents said if I worked really hard in treatment I could have him. I worked so hard. Harder than I have ever worked in my life. I got him. He has been my inspiration to continue on the road to recovery and he is my reality check when I feel myself slipping. My dog is literally my angel.
Author: Erika Canchola
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