Echo


Flat-coated Retriever
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Age: 11 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Nicknames:
My Sweet Echo, little girl, Echo girl

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Quick Bio:
-purebred-dog rescue

Likes:
Snuggling, having people pay attention to her, chasing squirrels and birds and being in charge!

Pet-Peeves:
The word no, when someone walks right by her without giving her any attention, when Keeley won't share toys and treats and she really hates it when she can't be in charge.

Favorite Toy:
Rubber squeaky toy in a dumbbell shape and stuffed squirrel.

Favorite Food:
Moms homemade treats and pigs ears.

Favorite Walk:
On a path by a river there is lots of different animals and smells.

Best Tricks:
"Bang" or playing dead and shake

Arrival Story:
We saw Echo on Petfinder as being up for adoption at our local humane society. We researched her and her breed and then met her, we knew instantly she was the girl for us. Her and Keeley hit it off and she's kept us entertained since.

Bio:
Echo is friendly, loving and loves to lick. She has had seizures once, but moved past that just fine. She's curious and lots of fun.

Forums Motto:
Born to lick!

The Groups I'm In:
All dog united!, For the Love of Beagles, Off Leash Seattle, Puget Sound Pups, Retriever Love, Seattle Dogs

The Last Forum I Posted In:
EXCESSIVE LICKING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I've Been On Dogster Since:
February 5th 2005 More than 9 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
115401


Meet my family
Keeley

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Gorilla Glue-uh oh!

April 7th 2006 12:00 am
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Last week my mom put my sister and I in our grandparent's garage because it was raining outside and she was cleaning up. Normally the garage is completely "dog-proof" and her and my dad check it before letting us in there. She didn't think to check this time as we'd just been in it. Wrong! I found Gorilla Glue in a pile of stuff normally covered under a blanket. And being the mischevious gal I am, I started chewing on the bottle. And then some of the glue got out. This bit of glue almost killed me.
Mom noticed right away something was wrong. I was drooling a lot and stopped eating. I drank lots of water. She couldn't find anything outside that I might have gotten into and didn't think to check the garage (we'd only been in there a short while and she'd forgotten about it). The next evening, she went into the garage and saw the glue. Immediately grandma called the company who recommended we see a vet. She then called the emergency vet who assured us nothing was wrong and recommended they just watch me, though they could bring me in if they wanted. Well they followed the vet's recommendation. But mom and dad stayed up with me all night (taking turns) and neither felt comfortable with the decision. By the next night I was hardly drinking, throwing up and really not all the way there. They called the vet again (and got a different one) who realized the seriousness of the problem and had us come in.
Turns out this little bit of glue blows up to huge sizes inside our bodies. It filled my stomach and hardened. So nothing could get through. I had surgery first thing Monday morning and mom got to see the ball of glue when she picked me up Tuesday. She said it was like a large hardened sponge with all the rough edges. Scary! So now I can't sleep with my sister, eat my own food (I eat icky bland food) or do too much activity. Mom and dad are just thankful I'm alive and so am I.
So other little pups out there...don't eat the glue! And make sure your parents check your environment often. We don't want anyone else to go through a scary situation like this!

 

Rollin rollin rollin

September 14th 2005 3:36 pm
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Walks changed again. Lame! Now only dad takes me out since it's gotten too hard for mom to walk me. She said something about bull-headed and pulling. I don't get it. Or she doesn't~I just have to lead on walks and if she goes where I don't want to, well I'll stop and not move a muscle. She said pulling me around was hurting her so she has to stop walking me. That's okay I like my walks with dad anyways. And I behave better with him which just confuses mom. I used to behave great with both of them but lately, just dad. And since she can't physically work with me on it until after the baby is born, dad gets to and mom does training inside. I don't mind. I get to nap all day and then go on really long walks at night with dad.

I am really excited because mom said something about going to my grandparent's house this weekend. I hope so! She said something about a lots of food (please please share) and play time. I can't wait! But I probably won't get the food unless someone can sneak it to me when my parents aren't watching, cause mom and dad don't like that. I get dumb ole dog food instead.

And I'm really happy because now that it's fall, it's sunny and cool. My favorite days (besides when it snows)!

 

Walks

September 6th 2005 2:07 pm
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I got to go on a nice walk with my mom this morning. Her and dad have decided to break up my long walks every day. So I went one mile (at a fast walk pace) this morning with mom. Which was nice, but it got pretty warm by the time we were done and mom felt bad. She said something about waking up earlier and trying then. I don't like waking up early, I'll do it, but it's going to be tough. And dad is walking me two miles at night, well jogging me really. Or he's jogging and I'm with him. I could run faster, but dad can't so I stay at his pace. And I get lots of little walks throughout the day. I like those. Plenty to see and smell.
At one of those little walks yesterday, dad took me to some duck ponds. I didn't see the ducks at first (I have some eyesight issues) but dad pointed them out. I don't like water, but I wanted the ducks really badly! I'd have gone in to get them if dad would have let me. He said something about dirty water and wet dogs. I don't get it. Then on our evening jog, there were birds on the other side of where we were and a river seperated us. I was going to jump across the river or swim through it to get those birds. But again dad said something about dirty water, wet dogs and a current. I don't get it.
Last week when we were all out walking together, we saw some deer. Keeley and I were going to get them, or at least meet them, but mom and dad said no. Can you believe it? We could have smelled deer and they said no. They didn't want to scare the deer away. That's just dumb, we wouldn't have scared them. Really.
AH well, nap time. I played hard this morning and I need to rest up.

 
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