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Leave a bone for Quest

Nicknames: Questy, Questy Poo, Questy Westy, Deputy Dawg

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 Quick Bio:
 Birthday: October 22nd 2001
 Likes: To play fetch with his red KONG ball, snoozing beside his momma when she's at the computer. Also Quest likes to follow me around the house whenever I'm not at the computer. Chasing his Border Collie pal "Kelley" around the yard in an outrun BC style.

Pet-Peeves: Strangers, he is a little shy. Going bonkers when the phone rings, or someone sneezes or a large truck going up or down the road.

Favorite Toy: Red Kong ball

Favorite Food: Iams, Ginger Snap Cookies, Milk-Bones, Apple/Peanut Butter Bones, Carrots, Cabbage, Bananas, Apples

Favorite Walk: Wood trails behind our house.

Best Tricks: Catching his KONG ball before it hits the ground. Catching air reaching for a Frisbee.

Arrival Story: I became Quest's guardian after flying up to Imperial Shelties to bring him back onboard the flight with me . He was a wonderful little traveler and never uttered a peep. On one of our fights the breeder arranged for us to ride first class from Buffola, NY to Pittsburgh, PA. Quest just slept through all of his flights. We've been best pals ever since. I'm totally taken with him. Here is his URL to see more pictures of Questy.
http://home.earthlink.net/~wrenson g/index.htm

Bio: Quest's mom and dad are Canadian Champions. He was purchased as a show hopeful, but decided to grow to tall for a Sheltie and that disqualified him from showing. I don't care as that means there is more of him to love. Because Quest grew to large we had him neutered, the responsible thing to do.

Forums Motto: Let's play BALL!!!

The Groups I'm In:
Beautiful Blue Shelties!, Outdoor World, The 'Burg's Barkers

I've Been On Dogster Since:
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More than 7 years! |

I Was In The: ♥Mom♥ 2005 Mother's Day Stroll!

2005 Valentine's Day Party!
 Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id: 113372

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July 25th 2008 5:12 am
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Bet you're wondering what is a Granddog Daddy? LOL Well, he's a grandfather, but to a doggie, like me! My Granddog Daddy took me walking today. I can't tell you the full story yet as we're still in the car on our way to the walking trail. My Granddog Momma unfortunately passed away from cancer almost 5 yrs. ago, so my Granddog Daddy likes to walk over at the Cancer Awareness Garden, that's where we're headed. Mom will write more when I get back. She expects I'll have a grand time. She gave her daddy, my Granddog Daddy, the cell phone or the little gray talking box as I call it to keep in touch with him. Granddog Daddy is taking me walking to lower his blood pressure. Some humans have high BP and dogs plus walking helps to lower it. Dogs are so important to help humans maintain their good health. We play an important role there!
So stay tuned! Mom will hopefully have time to update my page today with another entry telling of my adventure with my Granddog Daddy and our walk together. :)
Woof Woof!
Quest
January 27th 2007 5:57 am
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I'm bummed! Now one would think that life is merrier with one more Sheltie added to the pack, right? Well, I'm not so sure about that. You have to SHARE! That means sharing all the toys, the water dish, mom and mom's dad, mom's brother too and the KONG ball, my favorite toy. This doesn't make sense to a Sheltie who believes the world revolves around him! I'm not into sharing. When I came here everything instantly became MINE! Even Skyler, Newt and Kelley are my pals alone. Now mom wants me to share them with Jesse too. What is this world coming too?? I'm bummed.
Guess I better shape up or mom said she would find me a home where I'm the only dog. Of course, Mom is ONLY teasing me. She loves me with dearly. It's just that my nose is bent out of shape having to share all the time. When Jesse fist came here I wanted to join the French Foreign Legion or either take the first flight out of Lynchburg.
Secretly though, the guy is sort of, sort of fun, ya know. Shhhhhh...don't tell anyone I said that. It might get around to Jesse. Then he might think that I really do like him. OK, I'll admit this, its fun to chase him when he has the KONG ball. Its also fun to bark at him. I could go on, but then I know for certain you would tell on me to mom. Then she would hug me all up and give me kisses. Hmmmmmm...maybe that's not such a bad idea, eh? I'll test out the idea of liking Jesse and perhaps see how mom responds. I love mom anyway and she really does love me.
December 7th 2005 1:30 pm
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On the first day of Christmas my puppy gave to me
The angel from the top of the tree.
On the second day of Christmas my puppy gave to me
Two broken bulbs
And the angel from the top of the tree.
On the third day of Christmas my puppy gave to me
Three opened presents
Two broken bulbs
And the angel from the top of the tree.
On the fourth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me
Four crumpled cards
Three opened presents
Two broken bulbs
And the angel from the top of the tree.
On the fifth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me
Five shredded stockings
Four crumpled cards
Three opened presents
Two broken bulbs
And the angel from the top of the tree.
On the sixth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me
Six wreaths a-fraying
Five shredded stockings
Four crumpled cards
Three opened presents
Two broken bulbs
And the angel from the top of the tree.
On the seventh day of Christmas my puppy gave to me
Seven yards of ribbon
Six wreaths a-fraying
Five shredded stockings
Four crumpled cards
Three opened presents
Two broken bulbs
And the angel from the top of the tree.
On the eighth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me
Eight slept-on silk things
Seven yards of ribbon
Six wreaths a-fraying
Five shredded stockings
Four crumpled cards
Three opened presents
Two broken bulbs
And the angel from the top of the tree.
On the ninth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me
Nine chewed up candles
Eight slept-on silk things
Seven yards of ribbon
Six wreaths a-fraying
Five shredded stockings
Four crumpled cards
Three opened presents
Two broken bulbs
And the angel from the top of the tree.
On the tenth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me
Ten bubble lights a-leaking
Nine chewed up candles
Eight slept-on silk things
Seven yards of ribbon
Six wreaths a-fraying
Five shredded stockings
Four crumpled cards
Three opened presents
Two broken bulbs
And the angel from the top of the tree.
On the eleventh day of Christmas my puppy gave to me
Eleven strands of wiring
Ten bubble lights a-leaking
Nine chewed up candles
Eight slept-on silk things
Seven yards of ribbon
Six wreaths a-fraying
Five shredded stockings
Four crumpled cards
Three opened presents
Two broken bulbs
And the angel from the top of the tree.
On the twelfth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me
Twelve puppy kisses and I forgot all about the other eleven days
**Anonymous**
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