Fitzcarraldo Earl Troy
(Aka. Fitz, Fitzy, Scootch, Mr. Bonaducci, Fitzcarraldo Espiritu Santo)
Breed: Sleeve Pekingese (see also: Emperor’s sidekick)
(Sung to the tune of Portugal. The Man’s “Feel It Still”)
“Ooh, I’m a Fitzy eatin’ sticks now
I have eaten 65 or 66 now
Might’ve had my fill
But I eat ‘em still”
I was born in Ethel, WA. Ever heard of it? Didn’t think so. But my mommy had been searching for a friend like me for a long time, and as soon as she saw the ad with my picture she got right in her car and came to get me. When she walked in the door all my brothers and sisters ignored her, but I didn’t. I liked the cut of her jib. And even though I couldn’t really walk yet, I drunkenly ambled over to her and climbed right into her lap. We haven’t been apart since.
My birthplace might’ve been in the sticks, but I’m a city pup at heart. Mommy and daddy and I live in Ballard, and I go to work with mommy on Capitol Hill, so we get to frequent all the cool places in-between. I especially like the joints that are free with their treats and kisses. Hotspots on the treat circuit are the Dray, Barking Dog & Stoup Brewing in Ballard, and Café Pettirosso & Café Argento on Capitol Hill. Pettirosso might rank at the very top, but only because they have very nice owners who make special peanut butter dog biscuits (just for me, I think?) fresh daily. Sometimes mommy tries to go to other cafes to get her lunch, but I always use all 8 lbs. of my might to drag her back to Pettirosso for my “special something.” The staff there doesn’t mind that I come just for treats because they know I’ve got the hunger and it can’t be helped.
My daddy is Irish and he taught me that no matter where you go, it’s always best to sit right up at the bar and chat to the bartender. That way you have friends everywhere you go (and sometimes you get EXTRA treats)!
I’m a very relaxed pup and enjoy sleeping a lot, but aside from naps my favorite pastimes are chewing sticks, playing tug-of-war with my “Fitzy Toy” (aka. a yellow rope), chasing my tail, running & sliding (on wood floors, gravel or snow), and licking daddy’s beard.
On weekends we often visit the beach at Golden Gardens. Daddy always lets me off leash, which scares mommy, but it makes me happy so she tries not to complain. I like to dip my paws in the ocean, race on the sand, hunt for sticks, and bark back at the barking harbor seals. The beach is neat, but I’m always very tired afterward and like to go straight home for snuggles in my special blankie.
As you can tell, I am a Pacific Northwest pup through and through. Aside from just enjoying the local culture, I have lots of friends and family here (shout-out to my best friend, cousin Zeus!), and I can’t imagine living anywhere else. I hope to visit daddy’s homeland Ireland someday, and maybe I will love it there even more (*I would like to try my paw at sheep herding*), but until then, Seattle is the only place for me!
(Let’s be friends…Find me on Instagram at @therealfitztagram)