Doberman Pinscher/Australian Cattle Dog
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Age: 6 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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   Leave a bone for Paisley

Paizers, Paisley-Maisley, Pays

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-mutt-pound dog-dog rescue

Gotcha Date:
November 13th 2010

August 1st 2010

Food. Of any kind.

I don't know yet.

Favorite Toy:
A snake with a squeeker in it...or Gunner....

Favorite Food:
Whatever we feed her. She eats it all.

Best Tricks:
None yet! Coming soon.

Arrival Story:
I adopted Paisley from Houston Area Doberman Rescue. In two weeks we had our sweet girl! However, recently we discovered that she wasn't a Doberman at all! Wisdom Insights did a DNA panel on her and it turns out that our "dobe" is really 1/4 Flat-Coated Retriever, 1/4 Alaskan Malamute, 1/4 Australian Cattle Dog, and 1/4 Unknown Mixed breed. We now call her the worlds only "Flat-coated retrieving Alaskan Cattle Dog". HAHA!

Paisley was found in the pound. A beautiful puppy stuck in a cage with a date already set for the end of her life. The wonderful people at HADR rescued her. She went to live with a couple of doctors who sent her back because "they didn't bond", then she went to live with another family, but a woman broke her foot and didn't have the ability to chase a dobe puppy around the house, and then she came to live with us, and we love her. No going back now!

Forums Motto:
Flat Coated RetrievingAlaskan Cattle Dog

The Last Forum I Posted In:
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I've Been On Dogster Since:
November 14th 2010 More than 6 years!

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January 23rd 2012 2:19 pm
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Sorry it's been so long! It seems all I do these days is work and walk the dogs! I have so little time to play on Dogster anymore...

I am doing the next DDPC5 contest (under groups) if anyone else is interested in joining. It's a photography contest here on Dogster and is SO FUN! I did it with Gunner last round, this round I'm going to focus on Pixie. :) I'm excited to see what shots I take and for the challenges to start.

It's been calm lately, thank DOG. I think, too, giving our foster dog back to PAWS and quitting rescue was hard for me. It broke my heart and made looking at these pages tough. I hope she has gotten a forever home.

Pixie is doing wonderfully! House training is 100 proof! She hasn't had an accident since last July (unless she is scared/excited, even then it's a rarity!). She is also rocking at agility, starts her novice class (with Gunner) next month. She is very handler focused and works well as my side-kick (she doesn't ever leave my side anyway...).

Gunner and Paisley are doing well too. Paisley went into a sort of anxiety after Peggy left and created a total wake of destruction in her path for nearly a month. I eventually put her on Prozac (no, really). We're off the medication for the last week and she has been wonderful. I think she just freaked out when Peggy left. She is so sensitive to my moods (and Velcro to boot! She doesn't even like it when I'm in the bath-tub and tries to dry me off with her tongue! LOL!) I'm sure she picked up on how sad I was and took it out on the house. I'm trying something new with her, since she prefers simplicity to the rigor of Rally-O and Agility, and she is starting to pull. If she takes to those beginning steps, I'm going to invest in a scooter. I'm taking it slow, we're just working on commands for now, and when her harness comes in we'll be working on pulling a tire down our dirt road. Maybe this will be simple, something she can use to run out some energy, and fun for both of us. It would be nice for her to enjoy something.

Gunner is doing awesome. He has proved himself to the local hunters as a serious tracker, and has a reputation of being "the best I've ever seen." I wish they all knew how much work I put into that dog. It seems they chalk it all up to natural ability and don't give any credit to the person who taught him to behave, even on a trail. I'm the dog-obsessed girl with the amazing spoiled dog who can kill a blood trail... it drives me crazy! He is also excelling in agility, we start the novice class next month, by the end I hope to start competing with him and Pixie!

Anyway, there is an update on whats happening with my fuzzies! Have a great week!


It's official. There is a monster in the kitchen...

September 7th 2011 6:07 pm
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It happened. On an ordinary day, except maybe it had cooled down a few degrees. But an ordinary day none-the-less.

Mom comes home from work with a box. If I would have known then, what I know now, I would have never let her open that box. Living inside of it was a monster. A black and chrome monster.

It has a green eye that stares at me in the middle of the night, infusing me with the light of 1,000 demons. It doesn't want me to sleep. It forces me to stay awake all night!

Then, just as I am finally ignoring the giant, bright green eye and closing my own eyelids, it growls.

That's right, it growls! At ME!

I KNOW it growls at ME because Gunner sleeps in Mom and Dad's room, Pixie sleeps in an X-pen, and Peggy sleeps in the kennel. I sleep inthe couch to guard everyone from anybody that thinks they're going to attack, like a ninja, in the middle of the night.

Mom put a ninja in the kitchen. And that ninja growls.

I'm brave. I really am. So when it started growling this morning I knew I had to check it out. I snuck in and put my paws on the counter to face it, fearlessly.

Now Dogsters, before I tell you this next part you have to pawromise not to make fun of me. K?

I faced that black-as-night ninja cyclops monster and growled back. I did. It wasn't going to attack my family! Not on my watch!

"The family is asleep Ninja Cyclops!" I said, "You better not cause any trouble this morning!"

I know, right? I'm bad!


I peed on the floor.

I did. That cyclops ninja monster scared me so bad I yelled and peed!

Then Mom came out, muttering.

I couldn't let her know about the shameful thing I just did. So I made up for it by telling that monster off in my loudest meanest voice! "WHY I OTTA!!! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE! YOU DON'T SCARE ME! MOM, YOU JUST LET ME TAKE CARE OF THIS! DON'T GET CLOSE! IT MAY BITE!"

Does she listen to me? No. She LAUGHS! WTD? Laughs at me for protecting her?!

Then, in the most bravest movement of opposable thumbs I have ever seen, Mom grabs the heart of the Ninja Cyclops and dumps it's smelly blood into a cup.

You aren't going to believe this, but then, she DRANK it's blood! She drank it and moaned in PLEASURE!

I was curious because, well, I like blood too. It's a dog thing. But the smell coming from this blood was atrocious! I couldn't stand it!

But Mom was acting like she was about to roll in it! I mean, seriously! I thought she was about to rub herself all over the ninja cyclops blood.

I'll be watching tonight. Ninja Cyclops and I may fight in the morning. But I'm ready for him now...




One proud Momma.

July 22nd 2011 7:12 pm
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From Mom,

So I did a little test with Paisley today. I've been giving her more and more freedom with more and more success. She is no longer inappropriately chewing and I have confidently left her loose in our home for ever increasing time periods, so today I decided to see how she would react at my workplace--a high school.

I went in to complete some work, getting ready for the school year, and to test her as I wanted her to be a therapy dog but I haven't been confident enough that she wouldn't be a Holy Terror. Well?

She did awesome. She didn't pull on the lead, she took on a "working" attitude, she didn't jump on a single person, I even let her run all over the school building off lead. She never left my side and appropriately greeted every human she met--which happened to be WAY more than I expected.

See, I expected about two people to be there. But the band took a field trip and were scheduled to leave about 3 hours after we got there. The band hall floor was being waxed, so all those students conglomerated in the only open classroom available. The room I was workin in with one other teacher.

So all these students start piling in and Paisley walked around the room and said "hi" politely to everyone. I couldn't have been more proud.

We are definitely doing therapy dog now.

I have to sing her praises because I am THAT proud of my girl! :D


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