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Leave a bone for Jackson
Nicknames: Jackety Jack, Mr. Floppypants, Jacky Joe, Pup of 1000 Faces
Doggie Dynamics:
Energy
sleepy
energetic
Intelligence
silly
genius
Friendliness
aggressive
affectionate
Playfulness
not playful
very playful
Disposition
anxious
calm
Quick Bio:
-mutt
-pound dog
-dog rescue
Likes: Sniffing for intruders, belly rubs, relaxing in the sun, running. Sleeping under the covers and wrestling with Champ. Hide and seek. Making friends on Dogster.
Pet-Peeves: People on the other side of the backyard fence. Suspicious noises and smells.
Favorite Toy: Loofa Dog. Champ.
Favorite Food: Everything, but has a sensitive stomach.
Favorite Walk: The local community park or around the block. Up any mountain. He amazes us with his stamina and can walk forever.
Best Tricks: Tilting his head back to make his ears stand up. Sitting. Pooing while balancing on his right front paw and spinning. Deadly accurate licking (nostrils, ears, etc.). Waiting for the Greenie.
Arrival Story: I had decided to adopt Champ and the volunteer at the rescue organization urged me to get another dog to keep him company. My girlfriend saw Jackson sitting in the back of his cage with his legs crossed. Champ didn't get along with some of the other dogs, but he and Jackson seemed fine together so we took him home. Jackson was very shy at first, but he's completely different now.
Bio: Jackson came from a backyard breeder and ended up with the rescue organization. He was adopted twice before, but was brought back both times for various reasons. He's a happy dude now will a lot of personality.
Forums Motto: Let's wrassle!
The Groups I'm In: !!!! Cutest Pups of the World !!!!, A Chihuahua Is L♥ve, AYE Chihuahua!! :o), Chihuahua World Domination!, For the Love of Shelter Dogs, Hiker Pups, So. Cal Chihuahuas!, Specific Information on helping lost/stolen/feral/found/stray cats
The Last Forum I Posted In: I lick ALL THE TIME
It's been some time since I've written. Been pretty busy though; peeing, pooping, etc. I continue to chase off loiterers and suspicious people on the other side of the fence with my thundering bark (they don't learn their lessons). But when you work hard, you also have to play hard. Just the other day, Champ and I hiked up Iron Mountain in San Diego. It's about six miles 'round trip and I walked almost the whole way. Don't tell him I told you but Champ had to be carried most of the way. He got to walk the final 200 yards so he could be proud in front of the other hikers. We were very tired afterwards and slept all the way home.
I also agree with Champ's diary entry today. I'm glad that I am free to go hiking and I have my family and good health. We will never forget.
I love going for walks. We've been hiking a lot this summer and I can't get enough of it. The sun in my face, dirt between my toes, and a ton of places to potty. It's so much fun, I keep lifting my leg even when I'm running on empty. I've always preferred a good cardio blast when I exercise. I'm not as muscular as Champ because I don't hit the gym religiously like he does, but I have a lot more stamina and I can trot along for miles. Afterwards, I'm pretty pooped and I take a really long nap. Only drawback is the dreaded post-hike oatmeal bath.
For some reason, I get washed more than a rap star's SUV. It seems like I'm barely dry from my last torturous bath experience and it's time to go again. Now, I'm no wimp when it comes to baths. I know some dogs that act like Linda Blair being spritzed with holy water when they get in the tub. Not me. No, I just sit there and seethe. Sometime's I'll wish bad things on the poop scooper. Other times, I'll go to my happy place and try to pretend the whole experience isn't happening.
To be honest, I don't know how my proud ancestors survived all those centuries in the hot Mexican desert without being tossed in a tub, slathered with oatmeal shampoo, and rubbed raw with an old beach towel once a month. Frankly, the only thing that helps me keep my sanity is watching Champ get his bath. Hehe, funny! Then I jump up and nip his feet when he's being dried off. That, my friends, is theraputic.
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