Likes: Barking and digging and guarding us from felines, ours and the neighbors.
Pet-Peeves: Touching my feet, and being disturbed from a sleep;Being wet, Wearing my winter coat, getting in the car, but I don't mind the rides...go figure!
Favorite Toy: Anything I can rip the stuffing out of, the fleecy ones are the best!
Favorite Food: Anything, Especially salad items
Favorite Walk: around the block
Best Tricks: the basics, plus many more, My 'mommy' tries to teach me a new one every few months
Arrival Story: My 'mommy's' son wanted a dog, he was happy with this choice.
Bio: I am a very large 'super sized' terrorist. 3 inches over the standard.
25 pounds of pure hard muscle. I love to be a couch potato when the daily chores of guarding my people are over.
I love to roll on my back to give it a good rubbing. This is my favorite thing to do after my mommy takes my doggy coat off on a cold day, or when I am wet.
My very long legs are good pogo sticks for jumping.
My mommy had to put up a 6 foot tall fence, (which is buried one foot underground) all the way around my 1 acre yard to keep me safely in after she installed doggy doors for me. Yeah! No more tie out leash.
I love to 'hunt' in the woodsy area in back of the yard and dig in the huge pile of logs sticks and yard waste.
Forums Motto: Lick,Lick,Lick...Oh How I Love To Lick!!
Spawsial Honors and awards:
Dog Of The Day
July 17, 2011
Thank you, Dogster Dairy Gal:
Dairy Pick Of The Day
March 7, 2010
Daily Dairy Pick
March 23, 2010;
April 8, 2010;
April 11, 2010;
May, 15, 2010;
June 9, 2010;
August 15, 2010;
November 17, 2010;
January 10, 2011;
Feb 1, 2011;
March 18, 2011;
March 30, 2011;
May 13, 2011;
May 15, 2011;
June 11, 2011;
July 1, 2011;
July 14, 2011;
October 13, 2011;
January 19, 2012;
Feb 23, 2012;
Mar 3, 2012;
Mar 4, 2012;
Mar 22, 2012;
Mar 28, 2012;
April 4, 2012;
Aug 11, 2012;
Aug 18, 2012;
Aug 23, 2012;
Sept 17, 2012;
Sept 22, 2012;
Oct 18, 2012;
Dec 25, 2012;
Feb 23, 2013;
April 8, 2013;
April 29, 2013;
June 11, 2013;
July 8, 2013;
July 11, 2013;
Oct 9, 2013
Spotlight fur of the Week at Dog Park USA: June 22, 2010
Wowee! The comments are back! OMD!! Hooray!! Yippee!
Thanks so much to I-5 Publishing fur getting that fixed, now we can all woof with each other again. Sheesh, I was getting sort of lonely!
Not much happening with me...I turned 12 somewhere along the way, but my batteries run at full power when I am not in napland.
I did a ton of digging, and barking at all kinds of stuff, and Growlmy & Pawppy had their 27th wedding annifursary.
I still get to do lots of yard guard duty, which includes lots of barking...
The peeps are furry busy, and sometimes I don't even get any confuser time. That means that now the picture factory/shoppe I ran, will be running at much reduced power...so sorry about that, pups. Maybe the days should be 48 hours...but I guess there is a reason they're only allowed 24 hours, BOL!
Well, now I gotta go snoop around the other doings here.
Growlmy is so frustrated today. Not with me, though, BOL!
She is in a coffee shop to use their internet to tell you that ours is out of commission and we do not know when it will be back up and running. Grrr,
Sorry I m missing out making pictures for you and not playing In your pages, either.
I know I am also missing out on spawsial days and honors...shucks. Please forgive me and hang in there. I hope you are all having a great day...and I will be back as soon as I can.
Today is the date I dogabrate the fact that I was Gotcha’d. I was in a litter of pups, outside in a big pen and my doggy Mommy and Daddy were there, too, though not in the pen with us.
All of us were excited to see someone…peeps meant noms, or playtime, or release from that pen to romp in the grass.
Well, we all scrambled to climb out of the pen, but growlmy said to the man who was snoopervising us all, that she wanted a boy pup and a mostly white one at that. There were two boys in that litter of puppies, and only I had that whiteness desired by growlmy. I was also responding well to the temperament tests she was doing with me, I just thought she was doing a new kind of game, BOL!
So she took out some papers, and after the man put them in his pocket, she got some other larger papers from him. Growlmy said they had my birthday, my vet info and some other info on them. Alas no paper was forthcoming from AKC or UKC, BOL!!
Then she let boss-boy see me…and he said, YES!
I was his present you see, but it would be months before it was his birthday, So I was an early present, BOL! So that on his birthday I was all ready able to play and give good doggy licks and wiggles!
I was teeny and only 2 1/2 lbs! OMD!
I fit in one hand, though even then I was a wiggly dude and one hand wasn’t enough to properly contain me!
I had some little black spots on my pink schnooter, so since they looked like freckles, that became my call name. 'Mr Jack Freckles' came a bit later when growlmy & boss boy wanted me to be more…um… distinguished, BOL! Well of course! There was some gentleman who cuddled my head in his hands, looked me in the eye and said: You have a noble head.
I got really good at using my licker, so boss boy said I was Sir Lick-a-Lot. Growlmy says it should have been Sir Bark-a-Lot! That fits with being noble right?!?
All the skin on my little doggy body was pale pink.
But as time went on, My schnooter got all black, and my skin started to have lots & lots of black spots, some lager splotches and some like little dots. Not unlike a Dalmatian. Since my furs cover the skin spots, I must be a disguised Dalmatian…or a Dalmatian under cover, BOL!!
All that was 12 years ago.
OMD! Time flies. Boss boy doesn’t even live in my den anymore. He has an apartment about 26 miles from here, he graduated from college a little over a year ago, and has a full time job. I see him about every two weeks when he comes over on Growlmy’s Sunday off work…presumably to eat Sunday Dinner, but of course its to see little old me!
He even has his own car to zoom around in!
I spent a lot of time helping growlmy mow the weeds down in the woodsy part of our yard. Pawppy with his new hip, can't do that section because the ground is quite soft and uneven back there, and there are so many trees & shrubs to maneuver that mower around. UGH. Growlmy was doing that for at least 3 hours...one third of an acre. And she also took down some rogue saplings. The weeds seem to be under fair control this way, its better than using chemicals she thinks, and so do the critters...her echinacea plants and red poppies have all been beheaded...by rabbits or groundhogs. OMD. They never are around when I am back there, and if I do not see them or hear them in their dens, I don't try to evict them. Maybe she needs to set live traps? If they are on the outside of our fence its hard for them to get under the fence because it is deeply buried...
Any other ideas?
Well, before I go, I want to say my thank-woofs to all my wonderful furends who sent messages, and prezzies. I ‘wuf’ you all!
Dogster is still a furry fun pawlace to romp about in, Hip-Hip-Hooray!
That is a link to my bloggie in case you wish to visit me over there.