Bella


Pembroke Welsh Corgi
Picture of Bella, a female Pembroke Welsh Corgi

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Age: 2 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Nicknames:
Fuzby, Bee

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-purebred

Gotcha Date:
November 22nd 2011

Birthday:
August 10th 2012

Likes:
other people/animals and going for long, playful walks

Pet-Peeves:
the big gate in our hallway and veggies

Favorite Toy:
her kong from when she was a baby and bully sticks

Favorite Food:
MEAT!!!!!!!!!!!!

Favorite Walk:
at the beach or in the woods (on a trail)

Best Tricks:
shake and go in her crate

Arrival Story:
We were looking for a good family dog, and we so happened to come across a corgi breeder while walking in town. We talked to the owner and she filled us in about her corgi and the breed. We decided the pembroke welsh corgi was right for us! We contacted a small breeder and it all worked out perfectly, so we picked out our baby, Bella.

Bio:
She loves to play and splash around at the beach!

I've Been On Dogster Since:
March 29th 2013 More than 1 year!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
1290092

 

The Marvelous Misadventures of Bella


My 1st Diary----Beach

April 3rd 2013 11:37 am
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Hi! I'm Bella the 1 1/2 yr old corgi! My days include naps, pets, plays, and occasionally, WETS! By the way, wets means beach or pool play. Anyways, this is the story of my fabulous beach day with my new amazing pal Ollie, the 15 month old goldie.

Well, since my favorite beach closed for dog (bummer :-/), I had no time for interaction with my new doggy friends, and I would never EVER see them again! I was depressed for a few days, but then a miracle happened. My mom and my sister brought me to a place where it seemed nasty; barely any beach to run around on, big rocky rubble washed up on shore (from hurricane sandy). I didn't like it, especially the dog that was there too. He was BIG and CLUMSY and in your face all the time. I kinda kept to myself when he tried to touch noses and play. I paced back and forth on the stairs, but my sister lifted me up and plopped me down, right there, on the sand, next to Ollie.

We sniffed, just as dogs do, but I put no effort into wanting to acknowledge his presence. We had to cross over a rocky place under and arch, but there weren't any steps for me! Ollie, his master, my master, and my sis all climbed up and down with ease, but no one helped me or realized my legs were MUCH to small and delicate to climb over, well, THAT! So I went around it, unfortunately having to get my paws a bit wet before I wanted to. :-(

I was greeted with a wet-nosed Ollie, and then it happened. He pounced on me! Then the chase started, along the beach line. I ran, with a lanky puppy close on my nub (since I don't really have a tail). Our people laughed, walking forward to catch up with us. I made a quick agile stop, causing Ollie to stumble over me. Ollie, giving up on the chase, resorted to the blue clear ocean.
"Come on! It's awesome!" Ollie's body language hinted to me.
"Ok..um..Ollie, I can't swim well" I signed, bobbing my head.
"Here, lemme come to the shore" Oliie walked over to my location. Together, we walked paw deep together. Maybe Ollie wasn't that bad a dog :-).

We raced back and forth, across the beach and into the water, all around together. We ended up having the best time!!!!

The moral of this story is, don't judge a dog by it's wag!
~Bella

 
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