Siggi was originally ‘Nikki’, or at least on his documents from Romania. Apparently to all the kids where he’d been living he was Kalu, which means horse, on account of having such a long neck. Whatever he’d been called, he refused to respond to any moniker whatsoever in the early days, so we assume there hadn’t been as much human contact as the photos led us to believe. We chose the name Siggi as a short form of Siegfried. I’ve always had a thing for ‘old person’ names for animals, and given that he’d be growing up in Germany, a good, strong Germanic name seemed appropriate.
Siegfried is derived from the Germanic elements sigu meaning ‘victory’ and frid meaning ‘peace’ which was another reason I loved it. Who knew what Siggi’s first ten months had been like in Romania, but with a solid and peaceful name behind him, i was sure this pup would be protected.
I have no doubt that i’ll be posting often about this character. In the three months he’s been with us he’s turned our lives upside down and he’s gone from being a timid little Angst Hase (scaredy cat) who couldn’t even climb down the stairs, to a (more or less) laid back, adventurous chap who happily trots along with us to pubs and restaurants, rides on the tram and the underground and doesn’t bat an eyelid at the very frequent sirens screaming past.
Of course life with a dog in it is not always easy, especially if you have a partner who likes antiques and cleaning, but i’m so grateful we saw the picture of Siggi and decided to take the plunge. I’m learning more about myself than i ever expected to, and i love watching Siggi grow in confidence and his personality develop more every day.
In my next post I’ll be focusing on exactly what I’ve noticed since Siggi arrived, both personally and in the wider world, so stay tuned. In the meantime, let me know how your dog changed your world, in the comments below!
Love and frid,