Australian Cattle Dog/Blue Heeler
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Age: 4 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Today is my Gotcha Day! Woof!

   Leave a bone for Sunny

Sunny Bug, Buggy Girl

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-purebred-dog rescue

Gotcha Date:
March 16th 2013

August 16th 2012


She doesn't like to be told "no".

Favorite Toy:
Anything could be a toy to Sunny!

Favorite Food:
Fromm Chicken

Favorite Walk:
Off leash in the pasture!

Best Tricks:
She's learned "sit" and "down" so far. More to come!

Arrival Story:
Sunny was brought in to the vet's with a broken leg. Her owner couldn't afford to have her leg fixed, so he was going to have her put to sleep. The vet charged him the euthanasia fee, and then had him sign Sunny over to a rescue group so they could have her treated and adopted. Lucky us! Who could resist this sweet little sunny when we saw her on Petfinder, we applied and were chosen to be her new people.

Forums Motto:
I'm a BUGGY grrrl!

I've Been On Dogster Since:
March 22nd 2013 More than 3 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:

Meet my family
TillieJoey (Angel
Sassy -
Oakdale Ranch

Meet my Pup Pals

Have a Sunny Day!


March 23rd 2013 7:28 pm
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One week ago today, I got to hear that magic word that some dogs at the vet hospital talked about...ADOPTED!!!

Six weeks ago, I was Chloe. I was brought to the Santa Fe Pet Hospital in Merced...I had broken my leg, and my owner couldn't afford to fix it. All he could afford was the euthanasia fee. But somebody must have seen something in me! I was saved by "Techs for Pets", and my leg was all bandaged up, and I lived for five weeks at the pet hospital. I had my very own studio apartment there. And after five weeks, the huge cast came off, and I was ready to move out of my apartment and into a real home.

One week ago, I walked out of my apartment for the last time, and met two very nice people who sat on the floor in the lobby when they met me. The first thing I did was give my new daddy a great big hug and kiss. And my new mom has the picture to prove it. And guess what! They busted me outta there!

Six weeks ago, I began a new life at a vet hospital. I ate Science Diet. That's what they told the new people who took me home, and so my new mom & dad bought a HUGE bag of the stuff so I could "transition" to Fromm, which is the stuff that the other dogs at the new place get. I'll tell you right now...Fromm is GREAT, and Science Diet...I have decided that Science Diet is YUCKY. I came to the conclusion that there would be no transition. I picked through the kibble to eat all the Fromm from my bowl, and left the Science Diet for the other two dogs to eat. They seem to like it, but apparently, they don't understand how good they've got it! Science Diet...yuck! Just give me the stuff in the pretty purple bag!

Six days ago, I became "Sunny". I think I like it better than "Chloe". The new folks have a Joey and a Cleo, and "Chloe" was just going to confuse the heck out of mom. Trust me, if we had kept it Chloe, not one of us three would ever have been called by the correct name again. So Sunny is good. I liked it when they suggested it to me, and I showed them by looking up at them sharply when they said it. (I've found it doesn't take too much to educate people.)

Sunny stands for Sundance, as in the "Sundance Kid". Mom and Dad were trying to think of something Australian or Cowboy like, and I really just liked Sundance. I sort of look a little like a bandit with my half mask! And I've already tried to live up to my new name by stealing a bully stick away from Tillie and a squeaky toy away from Joey. Both times, I was successful!

So now I live in a house with other dogs, cats, and horses. I have my own bed, and a box full of toys, a pretty pink polka dot leash and collar. Okay, the pink is a little much...I'm a cowdog, and most certainly a tomboy...but they are brand new and they are mine! So I've accepted them.

Six weeks ago I had a broken leg and a death sentence. Today I have a new home, a brother, a sister, two kitties, two horses, and a BULLY STICK!

Life is good!

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