Little Bear


Pembroke Welsh Corgi
Picture of Little Bear, a male Pembroke Welsh Corgi

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Age: 2 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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Nicknames:
Oh goodness... where do I even begin? Bean Bag, Bear Bear (Burr Burr), Monkey, Sweet Babboo, Baby, Kiddo, Munchkin... he has a million of them, haha!

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
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 Intelligence 
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 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
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Quick Bio:
-purebred

Likes:
FOOD!!! FOOD!!! FOOD!!! And an extremely EXTREMELY close second is playing fetch. That boy is OCD about fetch. It's crazy. And he's FAST!

Pet-Peeves:
Other dogs who get too close to his Mama. Or other dogs on the side of the fence (we're working on his dog aggression). Other than that... there isn't anything else. He's extremely easygoing.

Favorite Toy:
Tennis ball. Bar none. Aside from the laser pointer... he goes absolutely ape... well you get it, haha!

Favorite Food:
Anything. Seriously. But if he could choose? Chicken Quesadilla from Taco Bueno. Its literally the greatest thing in the world as far as he's concerned. And beef jerky. He could live on both of the above if it were up to him.

Favorite Walk:
Any walk is the greatest walk ever to him. And he is the best dog to walk on the face of the planet. He stays right behind you, never strays, and won't go anywhere unless you tell him its okay (like go up on this grass so you can pee). He's so smart!

Best Tricks:
Okay, let me think... MY favorite one is where I yell, "BANG!" and he falls over "dead" on his back. It's everyone's favorite. But his own favorite is when I say "Circles!" and he runs around in... you guessed it... circles.

Arrival Story:
My little brother adopted a Corgi because my mother and I have always wanted to breed dogs. I had always wanted a BIG dog so of course my little brother (who is ten years younger than I am (he's 13) and is spoiled rotten by his big sister) had to choose a little dog. They had LouLou (named after me; my nickname is Lolo) for a few months before I decided to get a Corgi of my own. The first breeder we met brought two little tiny (DIRTY) Corgi boys with him. The first one I picked up leaned back against (imagine a backflop and I'm the pool) me exhaustedly; it seemed as though he knew me right away and was relaxing as if to say, "Finally! I wondered where you've been." His brother was cute but I didn't really bond with him like I did the first one. I scooped Bear back up, wrote a check on the spot, canceled my appointments with the other breeders, and thanked the man for his time. He was seven weeks old and about a week off dying. The breeder (bastard!) wasn't caring for the dogs medically like he should have been. Bear was infested with any and all kinds of worms you can imagine. I took care of him right away and ever since then, I have found my canine soul mate. I named him Little Bear after my baby brother's favorite show from when he was a toddler.

Forums Motto:
Pancake eating rocker dog of Oklahoma.

The Groups I'm In:
Oklahoma Pembrokes!

I've Been On Dogster Since:
October 18th 2009

Dogster Id:
1055597

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