u/Mountain-Star7871

First of all, Google forced me to request help signing in on an old account. Although I passed the 2FA by confirming the codes sent to my recovery email, I am forced to wait 30 days to get a link to get into the account… I really don’t understand why! Why could I just reset the password?
The worst is that i got another email stating that if by August 25th i don’t log into the account, i loose access definitely. And clearly the 22days delay pushes me back way after 8/25th.
Is there a way to speed the link to sign in delay or to push back the loose access date ?
Thank you all

So happy to see Jojo opening up and being himself. In just one week, the nine years old who didn’t let anyone touch him, is now the most outgoing pup who loves winning at every game!

Every day Jojo administers me several on site tests performance on various parts of my job description, petting, playing fetch, going to the dog park etc…

Like many others, Jojo felt misunderstood. All he ever wanted was to play fetch and secretly enter the Dante’s Cup.
But his grumpy nature, which made him discard the basic rules of the game of fetch by impatiently dropping all kinds of objects to his humans—shoes, wallets, rolls of toilet paper, rarely a ball—and his threatening growls when he felt like the game wasn’t going fast enough, had made it impossible for him to enter the prestigious Cup.
So when he discovered that secret training camps were held at night under the Third Avenue Bridge to help train the new fetching dog sensation, a miniature pinscher named Nikko, he knew that this was his ticket in.

Teddy, aka Teddy-bear, aka Teddy-Mou, aka Uncle Teddy, lived next door to Nikko and Dante.
Like every dog, he knew about the Dante’s Cup, and it had always been his lifelong dream to enter the tournament. He, too, loved fetching. He owned a red tennis ball and would carry it around his house, waiting for his humans to throw it.
But Teddy also loved treats. All kinds of treats. Teddy also loved his breakfast, lunch, dinner, and his before-bed snack.
Because his parents were both busy, Teddy didn’t get much exercise throughout his life, and soon enough, his weight kept him from being active. Everyone mistakenly assumed that he was lazy and probably not interested in running all day at a park full of green scenery, chasing fluffy balls with hundreds of other pups. He could only sigh when he would listen to the excitement from the apartment below and drown his chagrin in his dinner bowl.

But, unbeknownst to Teddy, this year everything was about to change.

Since the departure for the rainbow bridge of Kaiser, Dante—the member of the Gang—had been seen hanging out with a new brother: a very loud and fiery Miniature Pinscher named Nikko. Nikko was impossible to miss. The rescue from the West Side had taken the quiet and pampered streets of Mott Haven by storm. Between his relentless determination to—scream—ahem, bark at everything that dared breathe, his profound dislike of bikes, motorcycles, and quite frankly anything on wheels, his brazen passion for challenging any dogs taller than him (which meant pretty much every other breed), and especially his grand design for invading something called Poland (which Teddy figured must be a dog park nearby), Nikko had made himself the talk of the neighborhood.
Dante, for whom the Tournament had been created, was now too old to compete against—ahem, obliterate—the rest of the field. He had decided to teach the ferociously untrained and unfocused Nikko the basics of the fetching game. Teddy had heard of secret training at night under the Third Avenue Bridge and was dreaming of joining the fun… Some of the street dogs from the West Side, Nikko's old crew, were even in attendance!
And now, Lady Luck had come knocking!

For the first time in his life, Granny, who usually took him in when his parents had to travel, could not dog-sit him. His dad and mom were headed to a destination wedding in the Caribbean, and Granny, whose wedding it was in fact, was already there.
Fate had her ways, and Nikko’s dad suggested that Teddy stay with them for the whole week!
Teddy could barely contain his excitement—a deep sigh, followed by a slow-motion half roll-over.

Life at Nikko and Dante's was an experience that Teddy knew he would never forget. The most pristine and important principle of this Kingdom was that Dante was the absolute King, and every other living creature around was simply privileged to be part of his opulence and generosity. Dante, now seventeen years old, was as imposing as he was when younger for a Pomeranian, and among the toy sizes, few dared test his capabilities.
Not that the always jovial and debonair Pom had any enemies! He seemed universally loved by all humans and animals alike! Even cats showed their respect by demonstrating a superb indifference to him, which was a remarkable accomplishment if compared to the rapport with his late brother named "Kaiser The Red," who couldn't even hear the word "cat" without succumbing to epic meltdowns!

Sir…. Sir! Just a reminder, that hand belongs to me!

Poor guys wouldn’t even look me in the eyes!

The Dante’s Cup (extrait)

The next morning, as often happened during his morning walk, Nikko crossed paths with Bacon.
To the humans passing by, the encounter sounded like a chaotic chorus of high-pitched, glass-shattering yaps from two toy-sized dogs.
But in reality, the two buddies were locked in an intense, loud debrief about the secret practice for The Dante’s Cup held the night before—an exchange so booming it could be heard past Alexander Avenue.
“Oh man!” Bacon barked enthusiastically, his tail wagging like a metronome on high speed. “You were on fire! I’m sure Dante and Mighty were thrilled with how you locked in and fetched that ball three times in a row. That has to be a record!”
“I knoooww! I was so hyped up!” Nikko answered, practically vibrating with energy. “I’m telling you, I can feel it. I’m getting ready by the minute!”
“Well, I’ve got news,” Bacon lowered his voice conspiratorially. “I heard the twin brothers, Conti and Condé, are back from their vacation in the South of France. They’re officially entering the competition this year.”
Nikko’s ears flipped back. “What?! Those conjoined royal pains in the neck are competing now?”
“Yep, that’s the word on the street. All the dogs from the East Side are talking about it,” Bacon said.
Nikko scoffed.
“I don’t care. All I know is that I’m winning that cup. They don’t scare me. I’m Nikko, King of the Toys, and I’m about to invade Poland next Tuesday, so...”
Bacon blinked, utterly confused. “Poland? What’s that?”
Before Nikko could explain his grand geopolitical ambitions, their humans began tugging hard on their leashes, pleading with them to keep moving. As they were dragged apart, Nikko strained against his harness, screaming at the top of his lungs.
“Waiiiit! Waiiiiiit!!! Are you coming tonight? I think there’s another practice! I’ll sneak out some grilled chicken from my dinner! Are you coming, Bacon?!”
“I’ll tryyyy!!!” Bacon yelled back, his paws sliding across the pavement as his dad hauled him away.
***
“What practice? And pray tell, what is happening tonight?”
The voice materialized out of nowhere—drenched in a thick, suffocating affectation.
Nikko spun around. Moving in flawless, synchronized steps, two magnificent Caniche Royaux waltzed past. It was the brothers Conti and Condé, Princes du Sang. Their fur was impeccably coiffed into towering bouffant pompadours, and as they glided by, they cast a deeply disdainful smile down at Nikko.

How dare you Sir! Threatening good hardworking deserving pups such as the two of us of depraving us of turkey for dinner?

Aspen the bichon frisé and Nikko the miniature pinscher are hilarious!
The funny thing is Aspen is usually really quiet and Nikko is ALWAYS loud and would bark at a leaf falling.
One of the few times Aspen tried to express himself, Nikko who was sleeping in the other room, quickly yelled at him to shut the f*ck up! 😂😂🐶🐾

Recognized and engaged with the usual suspects!

Although his passion and energy have no limits, in order to win the Dante’s Cup, Nikko must learn the basic of Fetch. Patience, discipline also must be added to the training.