Un pero pero seeks un bony dog
Wolfie, who a friend referred to as a pero pero, sits by Tatjana’s office door dutifully every day, waiting for her to come home. I had her come up to the office with me, slighting my usual mascot (Loca), but she stayed only for a while and then wanted to go wait by her mistress’s door.
Dogs form a connection with one person in particular and although Loca knows Tatjana will walk her, and Wolfie knows I will feed her, in the end Loca pines for me and Wolfie pines for T.
Bam Bam pines for no one.