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 wish I could tell Frank HOW SORRY I AM for grabbing his pants. We were all excited and I got carried away, and he mighta bumped me in my bad ankle and one thing led to another, and, well, I grabbed his pants. He wanted to get away and I wouldn't let him. I got carried away! It happens! But he is a sensitive soul and isn't ready to forgive me fast at all. I guess he's a smart guy for that.
We're not allowed out together unless we're on a family walk or outside in the back yard. Tonight I said, 'I like you! Let's play! Can we?' He said 'NO'. I said, 'Come on!! Let's play! We're pals!' He said 'NO'.
He is very hurt over what happened. We LOVE digging holes together, so I KNEW it would get him. I started digging a hole MADLY!! He wasn't interested. I made it look SOOOOOO interesting! But no. He didn't even bat an eye.
Mama calls it 'the friendship hole'. She says before we get to China we darn well better mend our friendship and be sweet furrends again.
Please forgive me Frank! I'm sorry! I really do love you! So so much! You're my family!
I sure hope Frank forgives me soon. I'm going to have to really work to earn his trust again and make him think I'm fun. I can do it! And I will do it!
Mama says we're still not allowed out together for a long long time. That's okay Mama. He's going to forgive me! I just know it!!
My sister Joey HATES to be crated. But she likes to hang out in crates if the door is open, sometimes. Sometimes me and Frank are in our crates and Joey walks around looking in but she can't go in! We're in our crates!
Because of this, Mama and Daddy are making her a FAKE CRATE! With a dog bed and a curtain of fabric that can velcro up on the closet door when Joey desires a crate and there's no crates available.
I LOVE THIS IDEA! I was as UNDERFOOT as possible during the first part of construction! And I LOVE THAT BED she was going to get! I loved it so much that Mama gave it to me! She said they'll find another one in time for Joey's bed.
Joey likes my crate a LOT. So maybe she'll take my crate and I'll get the new fake crate? We'll see!!!!!
Since Dogster is staying Dogster, we need to write more!!!!
Did you know shoes are FUN TO EAT???
I JUST DISCOVERED THAT!
The past few days I decided I needed to COMMUNICATE WITH MOMMY. The way I'm doing that is EATING HER SHOES!
I have NEVER eaten shoes! NEVER EVER! I was past being a puppy when I got my furever family, so it was never an issue!
I ate a part of her Crocs! They felt so good and bouncy on my teeth! A lot like one of my favorite toys!
Then I ate OLD LEATHER shoes! They were very nice shoes, Mama says. Maybe 7 years ago!
I'm telling Mama all sorts of things with these actions.
First, put your shoes away! Second, don't be too attached to 'stuff'. I am the Buddha, after all! Third, I think she should get rid of her old car! Fourth, I think she should wash my bedding! It's about that time! Fifth, I wanted to get her new shoes for her barkday! And I didn't really know how! So I ate her super old ones!
It worked! She's realizing 'stuff' is just 'stuff'. She's finding a place to send her old car. She's washing my bedding tomorrow. And new shoes are in the mail! And all her shoes are put away!
Am I the best dog or what???
She tried doing the, "Did you do this?" to me, with the shoe! She forgot that she taught us to love what we do and do what we love!
I took that shoe right from her and showed her how I held it down and ripped it apart!
Mama is very happy I am her doggie. She says I make sure she stays sensible.