Don Carlos El Rumbero
one day old
4 weeks old
name is Charlie and I'm the man of the house (Sorry Mikey, but you
know what I´m talking about...). When I go to shows they call me
"Calypso Don Carlos El Rumbero", and I was my Mom's
before I was even born! When Alfie passed away, she was
incredibly sad. Then she discovered the Havanese and started
to read about us, look at pictures, do research and fall in love
more and more with the breed. In fact, she used to sing that
80's song: "I think I'm turning Havanese, I think I'm turning
Havanese, I really think so", but thinking about us eased the
pain of Alfie's death.
had to wait some time, write lots of emails, make lots of phone
calls, but she finally found me, well, almost. You know how soul
mates are bound to find each other, so one day she called
Sandy Twiss (of Kachina's in Arizona) and she directed her to a
friend, Laine, my breeder. The rest, as they say, is history,
but what a story...
and Laine wrote emails back and forth, almost every day during my
Mom's pregnancy. According to all plans, Mom's due date was
April 4. Days went by, and nothing. Mom and I had
and I were finally born on April 11. The 11th of April!
On that same day Alfie would have turned 14. Not only that:
when I was born I was black, with white "booties" on my
paws, white on my chest and a white spot on the head, exactly like
Alfie's markings! What a gift for my new family, who could
hardly wait to have me in their arms.
though I "looked" black, Laine told Mom that I wouldn't
be black. Since the first days you could tell there was
silver underneath. So being that I'm a Havanese gentleman
and that my hair would turn silver, my parents decided to name me
accordingly: Don Carlos. The name fits me perfectly.
packing, 9 weeks old
5 months old
a doubt, I'm the best behaved of the house, but I also love to
play. My favorite game is "run-like-hell" in the
smallest available spaces you can imagine. I also excel in
"It's alive" and, every time I play, everybody ducks,
because they are afraid one of my toys might hit them. That
makes the game even more fun -not hitting them, but watching them
make themselves real small every time I have something hard on my
favorite toy, hands down, is Candela. We play for hours on
end -specially "Chew-face"- and you should see how
"cute" we look afterwards!
LOVE to eat and they have to check me because I can overdo it,
specially if they leave Candela's puppy food unattended. I
have mastered the "vacuum-cleaner technique", and in a
few seconds flat I have all her little pellets in my mouth,
waiting to be pleasantly enjoyed in a very far spot of the house.
says that I remind her of Cousin Itt of the Addams family. I
have so much hair that brushing one of my legs takes her as much
time as doing all of Lola & Candela put together. She's
exaggerating but my coat does make me look like a teddy bear. You
should see me wet, however, I´m half the size I look!
one year old
one and a half years old
True to Grandpa Fievel
offsprings (Katrina's Charmer of Manfred), and to most Havanese
boys, I'm madly in love with my Mom and I'm always close to her.
I also love to play with Daniel, or have my Dad rub me under my
leg. He's the best in that department. Every time I see
Nicole, I let her know how much I missed her. I mean, maybe
she was just downstairs, but if you see me you would think she was
gone for a year. We always do a "high-five" when
she gets home from school. I take my role as the boy of the
house very seriously, and I protect and take care of Lola and
Candela, always watching over them.
I go, people go nuts over me. They say that I look like a
plush toy, and they always want to hug me! Mom loves to
watch me walk, because I just have this way of moving my behind
that is way too cute. When I go to shows, I also walk like a
pro, smiling and gaiting like a true Hav Champ. Well, being
the only male Havanese of the house I have to show-off, and I do
it like you wouldn´t imagine.
smart, loving and lovable, with a heart so big that it knows no
boundaries, I´m a huggable teddy bear.