Vegas


German Shepherd
Picture of Vegas, a male German Shepherd

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Home:Des Moines, IA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 12 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 100+ lbs


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   Leave a bone for Vegas

Nicknames:
Vegas Beagle, Vagey, V-dog, "Little" Buddy, Baby Vegas

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

Sun Sign:
Birthday:
March 23rd 2002

Likes:
Attention. Chasing my ball until my mom's arm falls off. Going for walks. The dog park. Obsessively chasing the big hard ball around the dog park. Barking at the mailman. Pretending to be a guard dog even though I'm just a big baby. Car rides. Swimming.

Pet-Peeves:
Getting kicked out of the human's bed cuz I take up too much space. Not being able to find my ball.

Favorite Toy:
My blue ball. My orange Cuz that no longer squeaks. Kongs with treaties inside.

Favorite Food:
Everything, especially human food!

Favorite Walk:
Walking to the car to go for a ride.

Best Tricks:
Chasing a big ball all the way around the dog park (for hours). I'm also great at catching anything you throw me.

Arrival Story:
My crazy pawrents were on a road trip to CA from IA and stopped in Las Vegas on the way back. They ended up getting me for free - long story! I was 12 weeks young & rode in the car for 24 hours. I was very good in the car and we were very bonded by the time we got home & I even knew my name. Viva Las Vegas!!

Bio:
Check out more of me & my sibling's pics & daily adventures here: here

Forums Motto:
Where's my ball???

The Last Forum I Posted In:
I Am Legend

ASPCA Anti-Cruelty Resource Center

Hu-mom & dad are both Border Collies, what's your pawrent?? What dog breed are you? I'm a Border Collie! Find out at Dogster.com

I've Been On Dogster Since:
January 29th 2005 More than 9 years!

I Was In The:
2006 Valentine's Day Party!
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
112808


Meet my family
Takoda (In
Loving Memory)
Catori (RIP
2003-2011)
LenaLoki
Dukie
Valentino

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Where's my ball?! Where's my ball?!


Farmer's Market

May 4th 2009 8:24 pm
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Hu-mom and three of her friends took me to the 1st Downtown Farmer's Market of the season here in Dog Moines. It was so much fun! I met so many dogs and people... it was so packed! Among the many breeds we met or saw: an adorable dyed pink Chinese Crested (shown), lots of pugs, 3 Great Danes, a few Mastiffs, Chow Chows, Shiba Inus, a Great Pyrenees, Boxers, a Greyhound, beagles, Newfoundland, lots of tiny dogs, and many mixed breeds (our favorites).

We met a Newfie who got the prize for “most hilarious”. We chatted with his owner as the Market was coming to a close. One of the vendors walked over by us with a large cooler full of ice and dumped it on the grass. The Newfie’s owner exclaimed “his favorite treat!”, and the pair ran over to the pile of ice. The Newfie dropped on to the ice and slid the front half of his large, furry body across it and then dropped his big head happily in the ice. Adorable!

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My 7th Woof Day, and 25 Random Facts About Me

March 22nd 2009 11:44 pm
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In honor of his 7th Woof Day, here are 25 Random Facts About Vegas, according to The Big Dog himself:

1. As of today, I am technically a “senior dog”. This really means nothing other than the fact that I have turned my guard dog duties over to my fursister, Loki, allowing me to get a solid 8 hours of sleep each night. I still bounce like a puppy and I don’t have a hint of arthritis. No low protein senior diets for me, puh-leeze!

2. I am a professional counter surfer and YOU can’t stop me. Just the other day, the humans were getting ready to cook some turkey thighs (for us dogs, by the way). Silly humans left the kitchen for a brief moment. I gracefully and cautiously removed one turkey thigh from the crock pot on the counter, and took it into the corner to chomp it, raw! Unfortunately I was caught, fortunately, I high-tailed it outside and swallowed before it was taken from me.

3. I have 3 favorite balls, orange Bad Cuz (whose squeaker was killed years ago), blue ball (who once had a little orange ball inside it, also killed years ago), and purple ball (who once had a rope attached).

4. Cats and I have a mutual dislike for one another. I drool when I look at them like they are a steak dinner.

5. I am a “mostly German Shepherd”. People like to guess what else I could be mixed with, especially big dogs such as Great Dane, Great Pyrenees, Greyhound. And a few days ago the lady working at Petco said I am probably 3/4 wolf. I’m going with that one - hee hee!

6. I drool.

7. I broke the tips of my canine teeth and my tongue has a chunk missing, giving me a really creepy smile.

8. I most like to swim, chase my ball, ride in the car, and go down slides.

9. I once lived in Las Vegas, and that’s where I got my name.

10. I am so big and long that when I sit down I can’t always predict where my butt will end up. Due to this, I sometimes accidentally sit on my bowl, on other dogs, or on people. I don’t mean to it just happens!

11. I went through a bad period for awhile, but over the past year I have become very gentle and polite when meeting other dogs. This has allowed me to enjoy more trips to Petco and the Farmer’s Market.

12. I am very concerned about keeping my “pack” together. On walks, I panic if I lose sight of my human or canine company. Even if it’s only for a second.

13. I don’t chase wildlife. This and #12 allow me the privliedge of walking off leash, something my fursiblings are not allowed to do.

14. I used to be a picky eater. Not any more!

15. I watch my youngest fursiblings and mimick their best and worst behaviors sometimes.

16. I like to run around the yard with Lena. We sound like horses together.

17. I like attempting to help my humans with home improvement projects. Tools excite me. My favorites were building a new deck and tearing up the tile in the kitchen. I like the destruction better than the construction though - way more fun!

18. I love meeting Great Danes and Mastiffs. When I meet them I stare up at them in awe. Not many dogs are bigger than me!

19. I haven’t had a bath in three years but I smell pretty nice.

20. My tail is two feet long.

21. I don’t like to be confined and will break doors, babygates, and crates.

22. I don’t like to go outside without human company.

23. At my heaviest I weighed 117 pounds. I have trouble keeping weight on.

24. I think kids are the most awesome humans ever!

25. I got my human to type all this while I layed on the floor.

 

The Story of Grandpa and Why My Mom Brought Me Home

May 10th 2008 9:13 pm
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Hoo-mom's been gone a lot this week. We have tried not to be too ruff on her though because her hooman grandfather passed away. Hoo-mom's Grandpa loved dogs and if it wasn't for him, I would likely not be here!

Back when hoo-mom was just a kid, Grandpa had a German Shepherd named Bandit. Bandit was rescued from a rough beginning when hoo-mom was just 7 years old. They grew up together. He was a great dog. Sometimes he was bad too. Sometimes he fought with neighborhood dogs & he even chased a cat up a flagpole once. Luckily hoo-mom forgot about all the bad stuff. She remembered he was sweet, and loyal, and tough. Except when it thundered, then he was not so tough and he hid in the shower and cried. He was a lot of fun to play with. Hoo-mom got older and Bandit got older too. Eventually his back legs didn't work so well and that made everyone sad. When mom was 20 years old, Bandit's old body wore out & he went on to the Rainbow Bridge where he could run again. Everyone in the family cried, even the ones who didn't really like dogs.

After a while Grandpa missed Bandit a lot and wanted another Shepherd. On Thanksgiving one year he got a White Shepherd puppy. Her name was Princess. Grandpa loved Princess so much that when hoo-mom's Grandma passed away, the gravestone that she now shares with my Grandpa was made with a list engraved on it of all of their children, and at the end it says "and Princess". Grandpa equated love with food, and so Princess was very, very fat. I wish hoo-mom was like that but she says staying lean is good for me & Grandpa didn't know. After Grandma went on to Heaven, everyone worried that Princess would go there too and Grandpa would lose all his marbles. Luckily she lived a good long life even though she was fat, blind, and very spoiled.

A few years ago Grandpa got Sporty, a husky/shepherd mix. He found out that it was harder to train a husky mix to respect property lines and not chase cats than the GSDs he'd grown used to, and that puppies had a lot more energy than he remembered. In January Grandpa was getting sicker and had to go to the hospital. Everyone thought he'd be back home eventually but he never made it. Sporty he got a new permanent home with hoo-mom's aunt and uncle.

Hoo-mom will never forget the first time Takoda and I met Grandpa. Mom took us over to her mom's house. She lives on a very busy street and there are lots of police, fire trucks and ambulances going by all the time. Those make us howl loud! And that's what we did. Grandpa thought it was funny at first but then we just kept on doing it. We could tell he sure liked us but we were a little too loud.

Just last fall Grandpa & hoo-mom sat down together & she showed him all the pics of me and my siblings. He really enjoyed it & mom got to tell him about how much of an influence he and his dogs were on her, and how she got me because she loved Bandit so much as a kid. He thought that was extra special, and said she could have this big German Shepherd ceramic statue that hoo-mom's aunt had painted many years ago. It looked just like Bandit, and when hoo-mom was a kid she always loved it & one time had asked if she could have it but Grandpa wasn't ready to part with it. Well, now Bandit's statue sits under mom's computer desk. She looks at it every day and thinks of Bandit, and Princess, and Grandpa and me.

 
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