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Age: 5 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 1-10 lbs

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Goatdog, The Destroyer

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

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Quick Bio:
-mutt-dog rescue

Gotcha Date:
July 23rd 2011

April 17th 2011

Children under the age of 12, fetch, and cuddles.

Getting his feet wet or dirty.

Favorite Toy:
The Doopie Bird! A plush/rope toy shaped kind of like an ostrich.

Favorite Food:
Hot dogs. For a little nip of hot dog, this guy will do anything.

Favorite Walk:
The beach!

Best Tricks:
Come, Sit, Down, "This Way" (to direct him when walking), Wait, "Bring me the Doopie-Doop!", Up, Speak, Quiet! Mama is proud. He can also jump really high from a normal standing position, kinda like a cat.

Arrival Story:
Found behind the glass of an animal rescue in Bilbao, Spain. He licked our hands and we fell in love (after doing some temperament testing). Apparently he was born without a tail!

Spitfire and adorable.

Forums Motto:
Strangers are just long lost friends!

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Suddenly bitey 6 month-old.

I've Been On Dogster Since:
June 26th 2011 More than 5 years!

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Waya Waya


October 22nd 2011 9:15 pm
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Waya is doing great! No more death-defying stunts with the couch - he can now jump on and off pretty comfortably. Jumping up is easier than jumping down, and we have some anxiety about jumping down because Waya is such a long dog, but we'll keep an eye on things for now. He is probably going to grow just a little bit more. He's nearly 11lbs now!

His training is going well, though we're hitting a mild teenage phase at the moment. Repetition, repetition, repetition. And hot dogs. Repetition and hot dogs win the day.

He doesn't have separation anxiety or anything so far - we try to leave him alone for a couple of hours each day so that he knows the world won't end and we'll come back. Although, he is a bit of a diva. He just gets annoyed - really, obviously annoyed - when people ignore him. He used to sing (he doesn't really bark or make much noise) at people when they ignored him, though we've been working on it and it hasn't happened in a long while. (I miss it a bit, because it really sounds hilarious, but it's bad manners.) He just recently started pawing my hands and arms while I'm on my laptop. It takes about two hours of fetch to really wear him out, or just one good visit to the beach (where he goes nuts and runs forever).

I'd like to think that his general quiet nature is in part because I have reinforced the Quiet command whenever he barked in the past, so that now instead of barking when he's excited he usually just moves his mouth. (The Quiet command = his mouth moving as in a bark, but without sound.) It's a really handy thing. He still occasionally gives one yip while he's playing, but I only hear this maybe three times a month.

We started taking him to the airport to get him used to it. I brought treats and worked on training him in the airport. The most difficult thing was trying to keep him from getting super excited because of the children. He adores children. What happens when a child wants to play with Waya? Well, he goes nuts and tries to eat them alive with kisses. It's pretty adorable and the kids love it, but it's something that I'm going to have to train down in the long term.

He's really made progress. I normally give him the command Wait before we go through any door, so that he has to hear Okay before exiting a building or an edifice. He's getting to the point now where he automatically waits for my Okay before he goes through any door - even an open one. Granted, we still have some ZOOMIE moments when he escapes from his room and rages up and down the hallway before running right back into his room - but those come less and less, and I think they will eventually disappear completely.

His recall is pretty excellent so far. We were playing fetch off-leash in the field area behind our house when a stray cat decided to observe. The cat, oddly enough, tried to retrieve Waya's stick three times! Waya tried to chase her twice, and both times I just said, "Eh! Come, Waya!" and he veered off the cat-course and back to me. His recall is about 80% when he's playing with other dogs and I think he generally listens pretty well.

Most challenges are just regular teenage-puppy stuff, I think.

The biggest concern that I have right now is that he's really starting to notice the ladies. At six months, this is a solid six months earlier than I was hoping. Our vet doesn't want to neuter before a year old, but if this keeps up, I'm going to have to push the issue.


Waya: Cabra [Goat]

July 2nd 2011 12:35 pm
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I gave Mama and Papa the biggest scare of their lives today. While I was sitting on Papa's lap and Mama was in the shower, I spontaneously DOVE for a toy across the room.

No fear! SuperDog is here.

Naturally, I'm a young pup, and I wasn't expecting as rough of a landing as I got (leaping five feet is always easy when you weigh 3lbs, right?) so I screamed and hollered as soon as I landed. Mama almost tore the door off the bathroom, and Papa was beside himself. They called my doctor and told her what happened, and she said to keep an eye on me, but mostly - puppies will be puppies, and that means occasionally foolish and really loud about it.

I had a ton of fun today socializing with the little kids at the Solarium and the elderly people on the beach! Mama and Papa said that Ms. Doctor Lady said that if I act normally, I'm probably just fine - but if I don't, to call her right away. Mama and Papa have her cell phone number, and she offered to come by any time of the night if I suddenly started acting weird. Isn't my Doctor Lady amazing?

Today was an exciting day! And for some reason, Papa keeps calling me The Goat. Any time I eye something across the room now, he says: "Eh, no eres una cabra, vale." (Hey, you're not a goat, alright.) Whatever is he talking about?

Oh well. Mama just fed me and my belly is full. Time for a nap!

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