Likes: Tazzie lived to play ball... there was nothing better in the world than she and i playing ball.
Pet-Peeves: She was not a big fan of dogs getting in her space... she had good doggie friends but they all respected her space
Favorite Toy: BALL!
Favorite Walk: We used to go on this 3 mile off-leash hike through the woods and that was her FAVORITE!
Best Tricks: She could do it all... the best was herding the cats other dogs... if one of the cats got out and i needed/wanted them to stay inside i'd say "Tazzie, round-up Panther" and she'd herd the cat back inside!
Arrival Story: My aunt is a veterinarian and someone had dumped an american bulldog at her vet hospital after it had been hit by a car... She mended him up and my parents agreed to take him in because i wanted a dog that i could DO stuff with (we had english bulldogs up until that point). (Un)fortunately one of the vet-techs fell in love so she took the bulldog.
After having my hopes destroyed my parents agreed i could still get a dog. Well, i saw an advertisement for free mutt puppies ... we called and the woman said they would be dropped at the pound after the weekend if they weren't taken... so we went to this lady's house.... it was disgusting... smelled like urine and fecal matter, was messy, and really just icky. I picked out the smallest female... they called her saltine because she had a very soft yellow color. We brought her home only to discover she was absolutely laden with fleas and ticks (they were kept IN the house, i can only imagine what it was like in the house to live...gross). We took her to my aunt, who hadn't seen an infestation that bad on a small puppy in years. It took several treatments and a few nights at her hospital to make sure she was gonna pull through but she made it. While she wasn't from a pound or a rescue.. i do believe i rescued her.
Bio: Tazzie was taken from me way too early... she was my heart dog... she was with me through the most turbulent times in my life and she was just my rock.
On Aug. 1 2004 i had Tazzie at the park running and playing... she was acting her normal self.... by Aug. 4th i was force to make the hardest decision a teenager can make... i had to put her to sleep. She had a huge mass in her chest that developed almost over night. After three attempts to tap her chest to relieve the buildup of fluid failed... and x-rays showed a huge mass... it was so aggressive that the only option was to ease her suffering. I only had 12 hours with her before it was the end.. and i would have dont anything for another few days... but it was the best thing for her.