Nicky was my dog that lived at my grandparent’s house. OK, he actually belonged to my grandparents but I claimed him as my own. My grandparents always spoiled Nicky, just like they spoiled me. He liked for my Granddaddy to feed him peppermints and rock him in the rocking chair. Nicky refused to go out in public without his specially made harness.
While Nicky’s life with my grandparents was pretty sweet it didn’t start out that way. He was a rescue dog my parents got from a shelter one Christmas for my grandparents. They didn’t realize until they got Nicky home and cleaned up that he was a beautiful sable and white part-collie dog with a PINK nose.