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Age: 20 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Fool, Freak, The Idiot Queen, WeirdUla, Fruitbat, Jackal, Mommy's baby girl, Batula, Ears, I'mgoingtokillher, Ugly, One selfish greedy animal.

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:

Balls of any type; stealing her brother's toys and hiding them, Chasing Squirrels up trees, about five feet. Sneaks around the house thinking we can't see her.

She hates having her tail touched.

Favorite Toy:
A flattened squirrel and a pink noisy ball

Favorite Food:
Cheese, Cheeze Itz

Favorite Walk:
Walk, what's that mean. RUN

Best Tricks:
Catching anything that is thrown to her, anytime, from any distance

The breeder told us she was born 15 minutes after the rest of the litter. She apparently fell out later when the mother was taking a walk. We think she fell on her head.

The Groups I'm In:
!WATER DOGS!, Animal Rescue Foundation of Illinois (ARF-IL), Ban Stupid Legislation, GSDs World, President Isabel's Animal Abuse Commission, The Animal Club, Wolf/Dog Mixes

Number of vets and assistants bitten:

I've Been On Dogster Since:
January 15th 2005 More than 11 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:

Meet my family
Clyde the
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There is a storm a 'comin'

April 2nd 2006 5:09 pm
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I hear a Thunderstorm brewing. It is getting closer and closer. I am usually the one that alerts the family that a storm is near. I know before anyone, because I have amazing radar. My antennae are always working overtime, and this spring I have already detected two storms. I grab a baby from my lair, and I take it to my mom. I lie next to her with my huge bat ears aimed high at the sky.
My brother knows they are coming, too, but he doesn't really care. He is a snuggle bug, not a tweak.
I am going to go gather all of my babies, I need to make sure they are all hidden strategically around the house before it starts raining.


November 9th 2005 6:05 pm
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My birthday, and my fluffygay brother's birthday is this weekend. We are going to have a little party, yeah, a party. I think I am going to take all of the presents and hide them. Yeah, that will be fun. I will hide them, and guard them, and protect them.
Yeah, that is what I will do.
We are going to Aunt Laura's for the celebration, so I will have to case the joint before I hide anything. I want to make sure that curlyfuzzy white thing, my cousin Carolina, doesn't have access to any of my hiding spots. We all know what will happen to her if she sticks her little nose in my hiding spots. Yeah, we all know.
I am making a ton of noise tonight. My mom is about to kill me. I am being as annoying as possible, in anticipation of the squirrel hour. This time of year, it happens.
The squirrels invade my yard- the squirrels that look oddly like ME. They MUST be mine, they must be. They came from the little satchmopods I dropped out by my bush, in my outside cave. Each night, my mom lets me outside for my final inspection of the evening, and I see the squirrels everywhere. They are talking to me, but no one else can hear them. I know my Dad thinks I am crazy, I just know it, yeah.
Tonight, I will circle the yard, make sure it is ok for Mom and Dad and furrygay brother to make sleep for the night, and I will try to herd all the little satchmo's into my lair. I know I will be yelled at by my Dad though, so I won't get too much work accomplished, but I will still try.
For now, I will prepare by woofing under my breath and them, and nose whistling and whining and snorting and sniffing the air, searching for their traces. I will wait patiently and talk to them from inside the house,


I smell a RAT!

February 17th 2005 11:44 am
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A few days ago, I noticed a RAT in my house. It came late one Friday evening, and invaded my lair. Luckily, I happen to love the Rat, because it is my cousin and I grew up with it. Actually, I let it grow up with me. I decided early on to spare it because I have other plans for it. It entertains me; it keeps me on my toes. Like a tiger, I have to be on full alert when it is here. I have to engage all my senses and keep alert. The perimeter of my lair must be monitored closely. My brother is no help. He loves to play with it, likes to run around the yard and the house with it. Last night, it slept on my mom. I don't like that. Also, it came into my lair again this morning, while I was trying to recharge. I have to sleep with one eye open.

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