Baron

Baron aka the Emperor, poggles puppy, Poughsie, Poughsie-pie, Biancofonix, little jalebi, pogo, and many more insane names.

Moving on with the story I think it I’ll start with Baron. Baron who is also called Red Baron is named after the WWI flying ace ‘Red Baron’ and why did we name him so? Well that is because he was the only pup who’d dream of flying and whilst dreaming actually wade through the secure and barricaded section of the bed. We’d eventually catch him on the edge of the bed on the verge of taking flight. We caught him all but one time, this one off episode happened post their feed session, here we expected they’d all go off to sleep. However, this guy decided to exercise him limbs and started off with his flight campaign. Proving apart from being flightless he was brainless too.

Suddenly, he went over the edge of the bed and he landed splat on the floor. And suddenly there was thing loud piercing wail and as we rushed to see what happened we found thing idiot on the floor. It scared at least a couple years of growth out of us. We rushed picked him up and checked him, he was fine; he even stopped howling and went off to sleep in my hand! We thought it was all fine, but then we noticed the fall had impacted his jaw. And much later we discovered the fall had caused an imperceptible damage to his jaw alignment and this was leading to the lower & upper jaw not meeting properly. This meant he’d never be able to eat & chew like other pets. But he made up by being the best li’l pup when it came to food, absolutely no fuss and a vegetarian by preference. He was the loudest pup and his best friend was named ‘Khas-m-Khas’ (Leo) Khas-m-Khas and Baron had a lovely friendship, they’d gang up together and beat all the pups, they’d hang out together, play together, and were virtually inseparable. Later they became flight buddies too, both taking off together, however, Khas-m-khas knew where to draw the line.

After Poughsie’s (Baron) crash landing, we decided to keep them in a barricaded in a corner of the room. And started crate training them too. Baron was the loudest pup. His lung power belied his size. Most people would agree tiny Chihuahua’s have a very shrill voice but Baron could gladly take on two of them and manage to din them out ‘single lungedly’. For his distinctly diva like attitude and cacophony he earned the name Biancafonix. [Mix of Bianca Castafiore of Tintin and Cacofonix of Asterix.] Poggles soon barked his way into our hearts, of the boys he was Bhai’s most favourite, apart from being a noise polluter Poggles was distinctly charming and sharp he was the first pup to stand on his feet and he was our formula milk guzzler and the best burper.

We used to also call him the Emperor for his expectation of service like royalty, but somewhere along the line he heard of the emperor who wore no clothes, completely flew past the point of the story and decided to Be the Emperor who wore no clothes. You could never keep him in his T-shirt or Coat. No matter how cold it was this guy would rip everything out. Divesting himself of his clothing wasn’t enough he’d disrobe all the other puppies too at this stage he earned the name ‘Dushasan’ (based on the character of Mahabharata’

Baron’s pack of tales are hilarious, as of now he’s swinging in the phase where he wants to pee on every isolated structure. On his walks outside he’d pee at every tree, every lamp post and if you’re in the middle of the park and he finds no independent structure and you are not moving but standing at a spot and chatting with someone, then the wheels of his brain process the situation and arrive at a conclusion since you are rooted to a spot you must be a tree too so he’d then pee on you.

He is the most entertaining pet I have it is just amusing to watch him and his antics. I think more tales about him should be in first person form so from here on Baron shall tell everyone about his incredible life himself.