Ginger McNugget


Standard Poodle [See My DogsterPlus Photo Book]
Picture of Ginger McNugget, a female Standard Poodle

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"All ready to head to St. Petersburg!"

Home:Wyomissing, PA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 6 Months   Sex: Female   Weight: 26-50 lbs


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Practicing the Doxie Death Stare.

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"Practicing the Doxie Death Stare."

No, Mom, I don

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"No, Mom, I don't want a bath."

Soft clean poodle belly all ready for a rub.  It feels like velvet - thick, plush, soft, velvet.

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"Soft clean poodle belly all ready for a rub. It feels like velvet - thick, plush, soft, velvet."

Did you really have to do that Mom?

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"Did you really have to do that Mom?"

My new afghan.

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"My new afghan."

I got Bling for Christmas.

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"I got Bling for Christmas."

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No, Mom.  It was Dawson who destuffed the gingerbread dude.

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"No, Mom. It was Dawson who destuffed the gingerbread dude."

Prezzies from Drake

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"Prezzies from Drake"

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Special Gift Box:
Dogster HQ
Anonymous
The Blue Crab Gals, CGCs
Double Trouble
Mollie
 

Nicknames:
Bounce n' Poune, Ginjah jah, Sweet Pea, Gorgeous Girl

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Quick Bio:
-purebred

Likes:
I have an ear and toe fetish. My big brother Dawson. He's a chew toy, a play compantion, and a snuggie blankie all in one.

Favorite Toy:
Toes.

Favorite Food:
YES please. More.

Best Tricks:
I can sit! I can POUNCE really well, and I am currently contemplating how to get the most manipulative power in an interspecies relationship.

Forums Motto:
Hi, I'm Ginger.

The Groups I'm In:
DAWGS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN!, Zealie Lotto

I've Been On Dogster Since:
October 3rd 2009

Rosettes Given In The Past Month:
Wrinkles


Special Gifts Given In The Past Month:
Mollie


Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
1050353

for 1614 days

Meet my family


The Hollidawg

Dawson
Fauxpudel

Holly, Dawson
and Ginger

Prince Buddy

Meet my Pup Pals
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Rex

Annabelle

SCaRLeT

RHETT

Keyah

Patan

♥ karma

Troop

Duchess

Princess Nya
Cuddles

Gustina
"Rainbow
Bridge"
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The Spice Grrl Speaks Out


My First Road Trip


January 31st 2010 10:32 am
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Yesterday started normally. I pounced on Mom to wake her up so she would take me outside, and she rolled over with a mumble. I snuggled a bit and then hopped down to the floor and DEMANDED my breakfast. That sharp bark is enough to get Mom moving. Then, while Mom drank her coffee she hogged the computer and wouldn't let me access my favorite pages, so I snoozed. I heard keys frantically clicking but I dozed through it all.

Something sure lit a fire under Mom's Butt! She bounded off the couch and left. Yep, SHE LEFT ME. When she came home smelling of fluoride I was glad she hadn't taken me with her. This is when things got weird. She loaded the dog crates into the back of the car! Dawson was running around all excited, but I had no idea what was going on. When we went to Obedience class, she STUFFED me in the crate. I wasn't too sure about that, but nothing bad happened. Dawson was beside himself because as usual, we left him at home while I spend an hour conning treats from the poor slob trying to teach Mom and G'ma how to rule the roost. John, Buddy and I are Poodles. We rule the roost. There isn't any amount of training you can do that is going to change that one simple fact.

When we got back home, Mom had the zoomies! She stuffed food, clothes, and other essentials in bags, threw them all in the car, and then stuffed me back in the crate and Dawson into the other one. We were held captive for HOURS! Okay, only two actuallyy, and when we finally were released to go pee, whom did we encounter but Mimi, Molly, and Aunt Alyssa! I spent the next few hours wandering around being admired, petted, treated, and generally showing off my gorgeous self. I rocked that exposition hall. I owned it.

Then we all piled back into the cars, and I spent more time jammed in that crate. Now here is an interesting thing: There are really large houses that allow strange people and dogs to snuggle for the night. Odd, isn't it? Of course when the Moms left for dinner, I had to torment Mimi. I had to bark at the loud people in the hallway. It's my job, right? So why did Mom tell me people complained that I was too loud? And who knew Auntie Alyssa was such fun at night! Evertime she moved or made a noise, I had to go over and let her know I was willing to play!

Now, this is where things went bad. I got stuffed back into the crate early in the morning, and while Mom went back to the Expo, I sat in the car. And sat in the car. And sat in the car... We finally got moving, and what was my job for the next five hours? Sit in the crate in the car. Why on earth we stopped in the middle of nowhere, turned off the car, and sat quietly for and hour and a half I haven't the foggiest. Everyone was, so I guess it was some dumb human ritual to honor the snowfall. Oh well, even with the long trip home, I had a grand time. When's the next Road Trip, Mom?


Enough Said.


January 13th 2010 9:17 pm
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Mom dragged me into that little room where she tries to drown herself, and tried to drown me.


Public Service Annouuncement


January 11th 2010 10:20 am
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I want to let every pup know that it is very very important to let your humans know they are loved. I have heard from Dawson that there are some humans who risk life and limb EVERY SINGLE DAY by standing under running water for minutes at a time. Do your pawrents do this? Attempt to drown themselves? I know it is only my concern for my Mommie that has her turning off the water and stepping out of the enclosure. I make sure I jump on her immediately to give her kisses and hugs - after all she was in there forever without me! AND SHE COULD HAVE DROWNED! Please, let your pawrents know beyond a shadow of a doubt that you care. Don't wait for them to dry off before you cover them with kisses! GO IMMEDIATELY!

And I don't even want to talk about what happened the other day. It was sooo scary. Mom filled a huge basin full of water - only this water bubbled. It frothed. It STANK! To my utter horror and amazement she then CRAWLED INTO THE WATER and stayed there forever! She was covered in froth, and when she stuck her toes out for me to nibble upon, they were covered in froth too! If they weren't, they tasted funny. Dawson didn't do anything - just lay there snoozing. When Mommie called him over, he went right up to her and got kisses and hugs. BUT HE ALSO GOT FROTH ON HIM! Well I checked that froth out pretty seriously, and it seemed harmless, but it stank and it cackled. Let me just tell you, I was all over Mommie when she finally decided not to let the strange froth dissolve her away to nothing.

Hug your pawrents. Protect them from the evils of close association with water...


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