Birthday: June 10th 2009 Likes: Bully sticks!!! Breakfast! Dinner!! Pets & scratches! SQUIRRELS!!!! Pet-Peeves: Big trucks. Their sounds are SCARY. Favorite Toy: Plastic frisbees!!! Squeaky toys - for the short time they have a squeaker!! Favorite Food: CAT FOOD!!! CANNED!!! Favorite Walk: Around the block, no traffic. Best Tricks: Peek-a-boo! Roll over! Sit! Leave it! Arrival Story: We adopted Buddha from the Humane Society while they had some dogs at PetSmart. I walked in to get a training schedule, saw him and his soulful eyes and three legs and he was SO CALM. I did my shopping and bought him a bed and some busy bones. I gave them to him before I left and they took him out of the crate to put the bed in. This dog was amazing. They called him Spike, he was just CALM CALM CALM. He walked around and sniffed people, little girls ran up to him and hugged and kissed his head, all the while he stayed calm and stood there. I drove the 1.5 hours home and told my husband about him. We went back to get him!
He doesn't know anything. He doesn't know toys, how to walk on a leash, simple commands, nothin'. Bio: I had an owner before, but Mama says since I didn't know my name, how to walk on a leash, what toys were, or ANY commands - THAT wasn't much of an owner!
My old owner brought me to the vet to be neutered and my back right leg was HUGE and obviously broken. I wasn't even using it! My owner didn't think anything of it. The vet people took me in for my leg, NOT for neutering!
I got a external fixation device with pins! My owner took me home with strict orders to keep me totally quiet. NO exertion.
I ended up back at the vet with this device all broken and messed up! My owner wasn't the sharpest pencil in the box.
The vet said they'd have to amputate. My owner said to put me down, but didn't come in and sign the papers.
I was such a good boy and a sweetie that the vet did the surgery and kept me until I was healed. Then they called my owner again. They told him they did the surgery and to buy them some food or something when he came to pick me up.
He said okay.
He never came.
Can you say, HOORAY!!!!
After I had healed and TWO MONTHS at the (super nice!) vet, they decided I needed to go to PetSmart with the Humane Society and find a home.
At PetSmart, I won the Dugan lottery! Mama says it's a SMALL world. The vet is 45 minutes from her, and the town they found me in is just over an hour away. I've Been On Dogster Since:
Thanks to my furrends for all the great love day candy and prezzies and tokens and wishes!
For lovie day today all three of us doggies went with Daddy to pick up Mama from work! It was a surprise! I was scared, but when Mama and a furrend came out I poked my head out the window and got pets and smelled stuff! It was SOOOO exciting!
Once the car started again and I heard OTHER cars I got right back down in the floor board! It's THEEEE SAFEST PLACE! I'm like an expert on that!
When we got home I was soooo happy! I ran around and smiled real big! That was exciting!
Daddy thinks it's the first time the WHOLE family has been in the car since we moved here two years ago! BOLBOLBOL! Let's wait another two years for a car ride! I can do it!
I have an icky ear. But I hold real still while Mama cleans it out. And then Daddy has to hold me so they can put in the ear wash. YUCK! That stuff is WEIRD! But it gets the crud out! Yay!
Mama came home from work last night and said, "What's that stinky smell?"
Poor Mama and her inferior nose.
She said it smelled 'off'. She said it wasn't strong but it wasn't weak.
She looked for accidents all over the floors with a flashlight. She sniffed and sniffed and sniffed. She said it was hard because she was in a hospital all day long and it had big smelly stinkies.
I kept quiet. Though I knew. And Frank and Joey didn't give me away.
Mama was on the floor fluffing alpaca fiber. It was neat! I sniffed it. Then she sniffed my head. EEEEEWWWWWWWWW! My head smelled like POOP! Like POOP!!!
Then she crawled in my crate and sniffed my beds. She STILL couldn't find the source!
Poor Mama and her inferior nose.
She cleaned my head with dish soap and lotsa water. But it still stunk.
And we moved on.
Daddy came home this morning and he has a SUPERIOR NOSE! MY DADDY HAS A SUPERIOR NOSE! He found the stinky in my BIG BIG CRATE!
I was a little embarrased. I had to poop while I was crated furEVER. So I pooped. Then I felt bad and had to clean it up. But I didn't have paper towels or poopie bags. So I ate it. Then I felt sick. So I threw it up. Then I had to clean THAT..... and around and around.
Even if Mama's nose is inferior I still cleaned it up real good!!!! Good me! And Daddy's my favorite anyway, of course he has a SUPERIOR nose!
Today all my bedding was washed, my crate dismembered and pressure washed and remembered, and ALL THREE DOGS GOT BATHS!!! And Mama washed EVERY CENTIMETER OF MY FACE! Daddy said she could do it since he's my favorite.
Now I smell good and and my crate smells good and I am HAPPY!!!! I didn't like smelling like poopoo, but what else could I do? I'm a tidy boy!
Oh my DOG I was a diary pick yesterday and I DIDNT EVEN KNOW IT!! I'm so ashamed! And happy! And confused!!!
Now that I think about it, I DID have an extra good day yesterday! I played a BUNCH in the yard with Frankie and Joey and Mommy! We got walks and bully sticks too!
Wow. It's like the stars aligned and we were celebratin' my diary pick day and we DIDN'T EVEN REALLY KNOW IT!!!
Does that mean we're a little psychic???? Only for good good stuff!!!
I think Joey was a little jealous too, because she laid in MY FAVORITE BED and wouldn't get out for a long time! I looked at her and I whined and I barked too!!! She said, " I'll always outrank you, Boo!" HOW RUDE!
But finally she got up and I HOPPED UP to my favorite spot! She may outrank me, but I'll out-patience her!!!!
Isn't life neat??? I am SOOPER THANKFUL for my family and my Dogster buddies!! What a great life I have fallen into, compared to my previous one! Ahhhhhh..... I'm really thankful for all these dog beds too! Bol Bol!!!
Dogster Obsessions: The Starter Kit for Dogs by Wildebeest
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