Age: 8 Years Sex: Male Weight: 51-100 lbs
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Mutt, Fat, Hershey, Shimfish - Don't ask, lol.
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March 6th 2005
Sleeping, swimming, going for walks, raw cow bone knuckles with the bone marrow still inside.
Nothing really. MuttMutt is happy or tolerates just about everything.
He's not a big fan of toys, but will occassionaly chase a ball.
Anything and everything.
He likes it when we walk to the local park and stay there for awhile.
Sit, Laydown, Shake Hands, Stay, and Come Here Mutt I Have Food.
What seems like forever ago, I was graduating from 8th grade, gone were my middle school years and soon enough I'd be a freshman getting lost in the halls of some big high school. My parents asked what I'd like as a graduation present but I didn't really know, however I soon approached them with the bold answer, "A dog."
On the way to the local Human Society I pondered over what type of dog to look for and it seemed like such a huge decision to be making in such a short amount of time. Once there I walked up and down the rows of kenneled dogs and I wished at that moment I could take every single one of them home. There were so many dogs to choose from and despite having had the worker there let me have a look at each one, I just didn't feel that spark.
Earlier I'd decided I wanted to adopt an older dog, mostly because they have less of a chance of being adopted compared to cute little puppies, but after an hour or so of looking at the older dogs and not finding that connection, I asked to see the puppies.
The woman walked me back to the kitten and puppy room but as she did, she informed me that they didn't have very many puppies left - I had already guessed that. For the most part the puppy kennels were empty, then I came upon one that held several little yorkie mixes, which instantly came yapping up to the gate. I knelt down and pet them through the chain link but in the process I just so happened to peer into the neighboring kennel and that's when I first saw him, my future dog.
"May I see that one?" I asked and the woman nodded, opening the pen and walking in to grab up the slumbering mutt. He whined as she placed him down in front of me but as soon as he saw he had a visitor, his whole rear end started wagging. I laughed and reached out to pet him but before I got the chance to the puppy froze up and proceeded to pee for the next minute and a half. At that moment I looked up to my dad and said, "This one! This one is the one!"
I don't know what it was but I just knew that was going to be my dog. Soon after the woman had finished mopping up the pup's mess, we found ourselves signing the paperwork, and then we were on our way home, the newly named Hershey sitting happily upon my lap.
Not to long after Hershey settled into our home did I give him the name MuttMutt, because it seemed to suit him better then being named after chocolate.
Mutt is a Lab/Rottie mix and boy is he big at just under 100lbs. No, he's not fat, even though we've given him that as a nickname, he's just broad chested with a lot of muscle. Now if only his head didn't seem to small for that big rottie build he took on.
This dog is also like a living garbage disposal. He eats EVERYTHING. He's got an iron stomach. One year he ate an entire two teir chocolate cake with chocolate iciing. We were afraid he'd become terribly ill but the vet said he was fine and the only side effect was a bit of gas for about two days. This dog has eaten, chocolate cake, chocolate bars, chocolate chip cookies, he ate my wooden bow and my arrows as a puppy, he eats whole lemons, oranges, and onions - well he eats as I said anything and his health is at 100% even at 6 years old.
I love my Mutt :)
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