My name like no other

I love my name, it's so beautiful.. Brunello, just say it with the 'r' rolling on your tongue.. yes, it is. i love it when my person says it over and over again, like "brunello, stop!' or "no, brunello", and maybe a little "you're killing me brunello". like this morning, we're walking towards Washington Square Park, and i think she said my name like fourteen times in one block. you can't help but feel good about that!

now, how i got this name is another story. my person, Nikki, likes to say i was rescued, and i was! but the rescue was, a bit of a living experience, not filled with cages and breeders and such, but costa rican wood floors and an attempt to mend a broken marriage. you see, my previous owner lady person bought me to try to bring a spark back into her lovelife, and when she saw me, she knew i was the dog to do it! she named me brunello di montalcino after the famous italian wine, and brought me to her penthouse apartment in Miami, overlooking the ocean. it was fabulous, and so was i! unfortunately her stupid man person didnt think so, and off to the pantry i went, for fear of peeing and pooping and scratching up the hardwood floors. and there i stayed..for two months. that was not fun, the dark, the small space... i could hear them screaming at each other , and i'd hide under the cupboard, or i'd bark saying, "hey, look at me, i'm cute, i'll make you laugh!" but for some reason, they didn't speak 'me'.

then , one day, i heard the doorbell, and started jumping, jumping, then the pantry door opened and i sprang out , hurling across the floor, trying not to make scratches, right into the arms of the new person, who was standing there. she smelled so nice, like dog and me and bones and love! she looked down at me and said" wow, rasta puppy!"

i didn't realize i was all matted and my hair was sticking on end. i was soo happy, i peed, then sat down terrified!! my person was there immediately , lifting me up and putting me in the arms of the guest, and she looked into my eyes, and it was love, love, love. i knew she could hear me, and she said exactly what i told her to say.." yes, this is the one, i'm taking him'. and i couldn't hear anything else, because i just knew that i was out of the closet, and unto a new adventure.. and that's how me, Brunello di Montalcino, went home with my new person Nikki.. and got a family with a new sister, Jazmine, Pixie the cat, (what's a cat?) and Carlos.

So, that's my story, how i came to be called.....Brrrrrrunello!