Canaan Dog/Breed Unknown
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Home:Tomball, TX  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 17 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Spro,Sproc Hudson, Spro dog, Spro Diddy, Sir Sproc- a- lot , the devil, The Sproctologist

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:
-pound dog-dog rescue

My mom and foooooood and my girl Whiskey. I love her

Strange people, strange dogs, baths, rain, getting my nails clipped and going to the vet. In fact I hate the vet so much that I have to be sedated. I hate the Vet.

Favorite Toy:
A big rubber volley ball. I like to see how little time it takes for me to deflate it ,needless to say I don't get these very often. Oh, and chewing a bone is my absolute favorite.

Favorite Food:
There isn't anything I don't like. I even eat garbarge. I developed a talent for opening the garbage bin to empty the trash onto the kitchen floor and shred it all, eating every morsel in sight.

Favorite Walk:
My 8 acres. It used to be going on bike rides with mom around the neighborhood when we lived in the city. Mom was the perfect biking partner.

Best Tricks:
I can smile, sit, down, spin, wave, weave through your legs but only when you have food involved. But I don't do them in the order that you ask. I just put on a show (doing them all in no particular order) until you give me the treat.

Arrival Story:
Mom wanted an agility dog so my Pop came to the Humane Society (Mom can't go in, its just too upsetting to her - she would want to take them all home but Pop won't let her) Mom told him to pick her out a partner. He came home with this precious 13 week old puppy. Mom doesn't recommend sending someone else to pick out your dog - my Pop brought me home and gave her a devil. But the cutest little devil that she had ever seen.

After my parents got me home with the other three dogs they were saying "what in the world were we thinking". But no regrets. I made everyone's life a little crazy for a while but mom couldn't love me more! I did well in agility but am now retired due to my love of food. I know that when we practice, mom has LOTS of treats, but when we are out in the ring at a show there is really no need to perform. I got my AX and AXJ in AKC Agility and considering I had mom to work with (not the best handler) I am very proud of myself. I am definately a family dog and not too receptive to new people or dogs. I get along fine with my 4 brothers and 1 sister (dogs) and the 3 cats in the house. Mom couldn't love me more, although people that know me can't understand why, like I said, I am a little devil!!! Mom always says I am her love. Oh ya, I also love to lay in the hammock w/Mom. Also I'm having a little trouble gettin in the trash now. Seems parents put a big bottle of water in front of the trash drawer. That's me trying to figure out how in the heck I can get in there, they had steak last night. I use to have a job at Pop's office being the guard dog. Trouble is whenever Pop was on the phone there would be a false alarm (UPS guy showing up for delivery) and I would let loose with a bunch of barks. Pop said it did not fare well with his customers cuz it sounded like he was at home babysitting or something instead of working. He told em it was bring your dog to work day but there are only so many work days in a year. I was fired. So guess who replaced me? That's right, Luke & Stu and now Shooter! Now you can see where my underlying feelings about Border Collies come from.

Forums Motto:
Will Work for Food.

The Groups I'm In:
!!!canaans canaans canaans!!!

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Waddya Think of our Dogster Dog Shirt Designs

I've Been On Dogster Since:
March 21st 2005 More than 11 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:

Meet my family
LukeStuartZach We Love
You, 1992-2009
Love You
Jake-We Love
Ya, 1988-2003

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Spro Diddy's Tails

Last Kiss For Mom from Wacker

March 3rd 2009 6:29 am
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Wacker (Zach) is gone. I can tell.

I was remembering, he was scared of the guy in the white coat, shaking all the way there all the time in the past, but not that last day. Wacker lived for 16 years & 50 weeks. He could not hear, and was slow getting around the house for the last week. He could still smell an animal cracker from across the house. Mom and Pop could tell it was time. So Friday the 27th of Feb he gave Mom one last kiss and was wagging his tail at the end. He was looking forward to go see Jake and Whiskey, his pals for a long time. It was time to go.

I have givin my last licks of love 3 times now, I am slow around the house cuz I'm lonely. Me and 3 BC's, I only have my momma now. In a way I'm sad cuz I am kinda selfish just thinkin about myself, but, Zach had reached the point and went out with love and his dignity. Dog gone he was a good guy.

I remember from the stories Mom & pop tell. Wack was the ultimate squirrel chaser. Chaser was the KEY word cuz he could never catch one. Then one close call and Zach reached the ultimate level of his passion (or as close as he could ever get). See Wack was a little guy and could not run worth a darn, bless his heart he sure tried though. Slow as honey. In the dog park and makin his rounds, I kid you not, a big fat squirrel drops out of the trees not 1 dog length from Wack.......face to face. Squirrel twitches his tail 2-3 times and Wacker stood still. He simply did not know what to do for a good 5 seconds. Then that squirrel took off and Wacker just stood there till he was about 5 feet away, then he let loose with that bark of his, like he was on a fox hunt. Ya know I let Mom & Pop think Wacker wanted to catch one all the time but I knew the guy. He just made it look like he wanted too. It was all in fun for him, he never expected to catch one, that was just the way he was. Never hurt a thang.

Good bye Zach, I love you.


Greatest American Dog?

August 14th 2008 4:33 am
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Couple months ago I was out in the yard doin my business, reading the canine news and pow, casting calls for Greatest American Dog!!! I started thinkin how I run the empire, send off the 2-leggers to make $$ so they can pay for all my foolishness, set up their schedule for our dinner time, let em know when the stupid BC's need to be played with, ya....I'm the Greatest American Dog! I did not get the call. Nothin, not even a letter saying thanks, you are just too qualified.

So, show comes on, has been for a while. I'm sorry but I have kept my bark under control as much as I can. I mean, who paints? Who dances the Cha-Cha....Country Western...Ballet...Hip-Hop????? Then I see some stuff like who can get the treat the fastest. Hell, any 3 or 4-legger can do that (I like tripods). Any 4-legger can do an obstacle course. Give me a break. And.....those judges are just not worth scoopin my business in the back yard.

This show brings out the absolute worst in some of the people and practically all the time the 4-leggers look bored or not havin fun. Some of these 2-leggers are pretty stand-up people. All the 4-leggers are winners. But some of the 2-leggers..... telling on their "friends". Judges sayin your painting sux. I lift my leg in your direction Greatest American Dog. You put a real show about dogs and how we run the show, I mean stuff that happens in the real backyard. You would have a Emmy Winner and I would be the star.

I'm sorry Dogster, you sponsor the show and all, I think you missed the leash on this one.

Spro sayin, I'm a channel surfer on Wednesday night. C Ya


I'm A Loafer

August 8th 2008 6:24 pm
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Ya, I'm lazy now. I stand guard on the empire I call home. I built it to what it is, my piece of heaven. When mom and pop went lookin for a new house, one of my main things, easy access to counter tops, especially the kitchen.

Here is what happened today. Pop is at the puter workin and I come by and get my back rub. I saw it in his face cuz he turned in his chair and rubbed my ribs. He asked me, where are my ribs? I can't feel em Spro, you need to lose weight. I walked off with my secret intact. Then I saw him in the kitchen and it was our special time (eating). Now the 2 leggers put Shooter and Stu out to contemplate what are French Doors and who are the French (early diary entry). Anyway, they get our plates ready and we eat. Cept pop comes outta where Stu and Shooter eat with a look and the look is directed at me. I flat forgot to clean my mess up.

Anyway, got my wish on my choice of houses and I have now lived in it for the past 3-4 years. My favorite thing to find on counter tops, loafs of bread. I don't mess with a slice of bread, I wait patiently for the opportunity at the trophy loaf. I like most bread but prefer whole wheat loafs. They do this about every 3-4 months. I eat a loaf and they put the next loafs up for 3-4 months. Slowly they get comfortable or just plain stupid and leave it down. Boy I'm good and so is bread, especially a whole loaf. Got it just after lunch during their nappy-nap time, all asleep in my empire and I get up and get the loaf and chow down. I am sneaky and full. Till their next stupid moment this is the dough boy Spro saying watch your toast.

C Ya, Spro

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