Tiki’s Story, Chapter 3 – My life at Good Dog


Since no one knows my real birthday, I have a Happy Day instead. It was the first day I came to Good Dog: October 6, 2011, and I’ll never forget it for the rest of my life.

I had to endure some serious yuckiness to get here: a car accident, fractured hip, painful therapy. My back legs didn’t work for months. I went from being lost and homeless to living in a crate at my vet’s office. No one seemed to know where I’d end up, but all of it was worth it because it brought me here.

At first I thought Good Dog was a temporary place for me to heal. Being hurt, I was a smidge overwhelmed at first – I wanted to hop up and greet everyone, but my tiny back legs just couldn’t muster the strength. Thankfully, with lots of help from Good Dog’s staff and customers, I made it through my long recovery. When I finally healed, Good Dog decided I’d make the perfect “house dog.” I couldn’t be happier with my forever family.

So this new life pretty much rocks my socks off. I make fabulous doggie friends every day, and there are a ton of perks I never imagined could exist. For instance, did you know dogs can bring their own beds to the Good Dog Hotel? And when they do, I test out pretty much every single one (sometimes I downright refuse to get up). Then there’s the cookie jar that always seems to be full – if I could, I’d cram as many treats in my big round belly as possible. Every time Millie Welch’s mom picks her up from daycare, she gives Mille and me a goodie. Plus I get endless attention … Rags Middleton and his mom give me the absolute best hugs during their visits.

Each day is a new adventure. Lately I’ve been testing the waters in daycare — Scout Cloud is my partner-in-crime in the little section, and I even hang with the big dogs sometimes. (Even though I’m a little guy, the big kids still play gently with me.) Chad, Mary and Adam regularly work with me in daycare because I like to squeal and cry for attention…mostly because my main goal is to bask in attention at the front desk. Michelle, my “work boss” up front, takes me home to play with her tiny pup Pinky. Actually, my entire front desk family is pretty perfect. Kris, Brittany, Jenny, Emily and Mandy spoil me rotten every single day, and Lucas is really fun to play with. Plus I like his hair.

Every Tuesday, the boss man Matt lets me go to managers’ meetings, where really important business is conducted while I sleep on Jenny’s lap. (If I’m awake, Matt might ask for my stamp of approval on a critical issue.) In my opinion, Matt and Sam are both pretty good bosses. Even though Sam can be no-nonsense sometimes, I still love him. If my behavior in the lobby is sub-par, he’s always on top of it and gives me “nap time” in my own hotel suite. What he doesn’t know is that I like being in the hotel because it means I can see my “hotel family” like Kimmy, Shannon and Travis, who plays with my ears because he thinks it makes me mad, but I really love the attention.

And as if I didn’t already have the best life ever, I get to have a spa day every month with Veronique. She gives the best baths and haircuts, and even though I utterly detest having my nails trimmed, I always feel better after my dates with her. All in all, my life is pretty much set. I love meeting and becoming friends with all of you – and your doggies. It makes me feel like the luckiest dog on earth. So don’t forget, during your next visit, come see me for a hug … I’m usually behind the front desk, running the show!

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