Nicknames: Skyser, Skyper(rhymes with "hyper"), Poops, Poopsie, Puppy, Pupper, Mommy's Good Girl, Sweet Puppy, Chubette, Pooter...It's amazing that she even knows her name!Her Grinch name is "Gloomymonster Smughead"
Birthday: June 8th 2002
Likes: MEALTIME!! Daily walks, daily naps, my family, ANY human, belly rubs, snow, and rides in the CAR
Pet-Peeves: Loud noises, rustle of plastic bags, other dogs, rain, wind
Favorite Food: Veggies, fruit, EVERYTHING, dead stuff I find on my walk and sneak into my mouth before mommy sees what I have...and PEANUT BUTTER !!
Favorite Walk: Anywhere mommy takes me
Best Tricks: Sit, stay, come, lie down, play dead, speak, speak "pretty", say "Mama", shake
Arrival Story: I had sworn off ever having another dog after we had my pal, Bear (Border Collie mix), of 15 years put down. But then one day I found myself crying as I walked through the dog section of a local store and I knew it was time. I found Skye through an ad in the newspaper. She had 8 brothers and sisters, and they all looked different. We originally thought she was Lab and Great Dane--we called her a Dane-a-dor, but now I believe she's a Catahoula Leopard Dane-a-dor!
Bio: Due to poor breeding and her parents being too old, she started out with a lot of health problems from a compromised immune system. She has had almost every kind of worm, has struvite crystals and has to be on medication for life, and had demodectic mange--so her first year with us was a little rocky. To make up for it, she is the sweetest dog I have ever known, and was a breeze to train. She gives us a good laugh with her antics at least once a day, and gives us TONS of love. She's the BEST!
Forums Motto: For Rio:Cysts Be Gone~Wellness for ALL
Hello, Dogsters. It's been a long time between diary entries, and this time I am writing to let you know Skye passed away this past Tuesday morning. We found out on February 3rd that her lungs were 80-90% full of cancerous tumors. She was very brave and tried so hard to live, but breathing just became too immense a task. She died peacefully and calmly in my arms, surrounded by our family and love. She had a great life, and she was the best dog ever. I miss her greatly, and I always will, for she was my heart.
What fun we had here with our Pup Pals, and all the silliness we experienced! Such a great community of caring friends--more than once I got good advice for her various problems through the network of pup pals. And who could forget Lyle's novels, and the regal Seva (Vincent! Peel me a grape!), and the Chairman, and so many many others? Thank-you, each and every one of you, for your friendship and fun through our time here. A very wise Dogster boss once commented that most of the population of Dogster is bound to change every 10 to 12 years, given the average canine lifespan. Sadly, this time the change happened here. Take care, my valued friends! 'Houla Hugs from the Rainbow Bridge from Skye.
My good friend, Maebe invited me to play ice cream tag. This new tag game is a tasty one. You say what type of ice cream you would be based on your looks (or maybe your personality?) and then ask 5 friends to do the same. Mom and I thought and thought and tried many samples at our local Katie's Korner (ice-cream paradise in our neck of the woods) and we came to the conclusion that I'm most like Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Ice Cream....heavy on the cookie dough, please. I think I resemble that flavor nicely, and the parts of it without chocolate are oh, so good! This game was a lot of fun, so I'm sending it along to 5 of my pals:
He's 5 months old, and he's a Black Lab/Weimaraner mix. He's Mom's new Grand-dog, belongs to my big bro' & Co. So I guess that sorta makes him my cousin? Mom calls him "Hanky Panky" or "Lanky Hanky". I haven't actually met him yet. Mom isn't sure how I'd like a biting, yapping, in-your-snout puppy. If it turned out that I didn't like him, there isn't a whole lot Mom could do to protect him since I'm so much bigger. The plan is to wait until he gets a little older, and hopefully gets some manners, and then we'll see. From what Mom says, he's a pretty mellow boy most of the time, but is a maniac when my big bro' shines a laser light for him to chase, BOL!
We haven't been around on Dogster much lately, we sure do miss all of our Pals! We've been dealing with some health stuff, and then there's our dinosaur internet connection that gets slower every day. Sure hope Mr. O'Bama keeps his word about rural broadband coverage. At any rate, I hope all of my Pals are happy and healthy and getting plenty of cookies and bones. I hope to write again real soon!