Pichs is an American Staffordshire Terrier. After the death of his owner-lady, he was forced to live in a pen in the garden of a detached house in Riga for two years, practically without any contact with humans. He found a new home with loving owners Imants and Ausma with the help of DzivniekuSOS. Imants and Ausma, two middle-aged people, locked Pichs in their hearts already during the first week of their acquaintanceship, recognizing the fact that it is only on rare occasions that one meets a dog so well-trained and with such an irresistible charm. Their thoughts have not changed since then; after a layer of dirt had been washed off and the nice lop-eared dog turned out to be brilliantly white, the dog became a well-trained, obedient, calm but watchful guard of the house that cannot go to sleep unless covered with a custom-made blanket and cannot start his day unless both owners have been caressed.
However, in order not to appear to be a perfect model of a dog, Pichs had been carefully hiding one single whim of his, as a surprise for his owners and DzivniekuSOS; namely, an inclination to start fights with other dogs, except for one particularly likeable miss Alsatian. This makes walks a little complicated, especially if the other end of the leash is held by the delicate owner Ausma but does not present a problem for the three to lead a life together. Imants and Ausma hope that, with the passing of years, when Pichs will have become used to his new lease of life, this bad habit will vanish, too.
Pichs was left without a proper owner following the death of his owner-lady. He spent two years in a pen of a detached house together with another dog, a brownish mongrel. The house of Pichs’s owner-lady changed hands together with both dogs. Unfortunately these people were not too eager to keep dogs. What with so many stories heard on TV about such ‘bloodhounds’ biting children, and the little boy of the young owners just having learned to toddle along on his own legs, they were also very scared of Pichs.
As a result of this, Pichs and his friend spent two years living in a pen or a shed, and in winter could warm himself in the anteroom of the house only during inclement spells of the weather. Luckily, the new owners did not lift their hand to kill both of these healthy and beautiful dogs, but they tried to find a new home for them instead. Kranchulis (Mongrel) went to a new dwelling in the countryside; the home for Pichs was found by DzivniekuSOS.