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Age: 8 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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Mister Wiggles, Moppy, Mop-Mop, Knott Moppet

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-dog rescue

Gotcha Date:
April 19th 2013

February 15th 2009

playing with FROGS!

no FROGS... okay, and loud noises/ sudden movements, but MOSTLY, - no frogs!

Favorite Toy:

Favorite Food:
(nope, not frogs!) - ...cheese!

Favorite Walk:
around the pond

Best Tricks:
wagging... Moppet wags and wags, and wags, at every living critter. His nickname is Mister Wiggles.

Arrival Story:
Moppet (aka Knott) and his brother Soleil (aka Sunny) were rescued from a highly abusive situation when they were a year old. Their new mom doted on them and cherished them for 3 wonderful years... but then, sadly, she passed away at the beginning of 2013. The boys stayed at Sheree's Dog Rescue, near Dallas, for 3 months - and then, amazingly, they came to their new Forever Home with me! I am so very blessed and privileged to have them as my family now. -------------------------- The boys are -almost- purebred poodles, EXCEPT that it appears that their great-grandmother was a hussy! According to a DNA test, there's a Sussex Spaniel in the woodpile?? :D

Moppet is the "deep" one of the two brothers: a little shy, and somewhat serious & sensitive. He's an independent sort (Soleil follows his lead when we're outdoors), but even so, he has to keep his mom nearby at all times! Moppet is an explorer, and is not afraid of any critter! His passion & obsession is playing with pond-froggies. He could not possibly be gentler, sweeter or more anxious to be good... Moppet is a totally precious boy who lifts my spirits every single day. He is my delight.

Forums Motto:
Knotty Mop

I've Been On Dogster Since:
August 16th 2013 More than 3 years!

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Moppet's Musings

I was saving it for later.....

February 2nd 2016 9:45 am
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WAGWAGWAGWAGWAGWAGWAGBOUNCEBOUNCEWAGWAGWAG!, yesterday evening when we was outside, my mommy noticed that I had a little bit of something hanging off of one of my beard furs. (I was saving it for later.) It was almost night and she was sooooooooo tired, and somehow she furgetted about it and we all just wented to sleepers. I slept on the bed for a lot of the night, with my head on the pillow too, right next to hers - pawsome!! This morning, Mommy noticed that little bit of something hanging off of my beard furs, still! (I was saving it for later.) She grabbed me, and pulled the little bit of something off. (Ggggrrrrrrr.) Then she looked closely at it and yelled "eeeewwwwwwwwwww!" and I gotted a big old face-n-muzzle wash in the SINK, and then she washed her pillowcase and ALSO tooked a big old shower and scrubbed HER face too!

The little bit of something she tooked off of my beard furs this morning was a piece of kitty litter.

WHAAAAT????????? I was saving it for later.


Mom and me and the stanky, stanky day

January 26th 2016 9:19 am
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Woofs and howdy, every fur!

I had the bestest - and then the worstest! - time yesterday.

Early in the evening we was all outside in back, Mommy and the kitties sitting on the patio enjoying the pond and watching me and my brofur Soleil messing around in the underbrush near the house. Mom couldn't see egg-zackly what I was doing, hahahahaha!, and bow-wowza, I found something deeeeeetotallylicious to roll around in! So, I rolled and rolled and rolled and rolled and ROLLED!

When Mommy called us I came flying out of the bushes, dead leaves and dirt and sticks and stuff all over me, and just as soon as I got about 8 feets away from Mommy, wag-wag-wagging like crazy and heading right for hers, she jumped up and started waving her arms and yelling, "no, no, STOP, Moppet!" I was SURE she wanted to get a closer whiff of the wonnnnnnnderful aroma I had uncovered in the woods - the furry bestest, most pungent, most strongest and aromatic brand-new fresh-fresh stanky fertilizer smell you could ever, ever, EVER wish for!

But NO, doggone it. Nuts and phooey, she din't even want to smell me at all! Instead, she maked me and Soleil come inside (- all the time while she was holding her nose, I don't gets that! -), an' then she ggggggrrrrrrabbed me and yanked off my fluffy little neon green jacket that I had maked smell soooooooooo heavenly, and - POOF! she dumped me in the utility room sink and right straight away hosed me down with like a whole bottle of baby shampoo, stem to stern!

Then she set the washing machine on the hottest setting pawssible and dumped my precious jacket in, along with a million tons of soap AND a bunch of white vinegar - yeesh, Mom!

I had barely gotted done with all THAT indognity when Mommy started sniffing around like SHE wuz a doggy. Finally she got a good whiff of her arms and yelled "yuck!", and pulled off all her clothes and tossed them in the washing machine TOO, and then ran into the bathroom and jumped in the shower!

After a long while when she had gotted out and dried her self off (her skin was bright pink, guess she did a LOT of scrubbing in there!), it seemed like she feeled kinda bad 'cause she hadn't smelled me like I had wanted her to (I just wanted to share the joy!), 'cause she picked me up and gived me a nice, big, long loving SNIFF. - But HUH!!! - what did she do next? Cuddle me? Praise me? Give me treats?? ***NO!!!!!*** Instead, she maked a big old stanky-face and she din't even take the time to get dressed!, but just grabbed me and dumped me in the sink AGAIN!!!, and this time, wrapped up in nothing but her bath towel, she scrub-scrub-scrubbed me alllllllll over, right down to my toenails, with *vinegar*! EEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!

Then SHE tooked another shower!

FINALLY I guess she was happy, 'cause *then* she gived me a treat and din't pick on me for the rest of the evening. Whew.

WOOFS, that was a pawsome stank! I hope I can find it again the next time Mommy lets us run around in the bushes.... but somehow, I don't think that's gonna be any time soon. As my kitty-sisfur Sable would say, ppppffffffffttttttt!

OH, what a glorious stanky day I had!!


Double Indognity

February 26th 2014 4:54 am
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Okay, furst it started when Soleil and my mommy and meeeeeeeee went up to Atlanta this weekend to take care of my human bro's 2 children for 4 days.

We did ack-shoe-ally have a GOOD time! But guess WHAT.

When we got back home, Mommy made us

Did you know....

1)... that it is completely pawssible to COLOR ON a doggy, using sidewalk chalk?

2)... that sidewalk chalk does NOT NAUGHT KNOTT *NOT* come off of curly fluffy white furs??

and 3)... that (OH, *BLUSH*!!) I, Sir K. Moppet MopMop Esquire, became - sighhhhhhhh - PINK???

Ohhhhhhh, the indognity!


THEN, things sort of deteriorated from there. Even WORSER happened!

We wented to see Miss Sherri at the beauty pawlor. I gotted all white and snowy-fluffy-pouffy, not pink ANY more! Mommy came to retrieve us. We ran out to jump in the car. On the way, of course I stopped to sniff a bush. But: SOLEIL stopped to piddle on the very same spot where I was sniffing!!!!!

Mommy had to carry me back inside again, and Miss Sherri **LAUGHED** at me!! She said, "Moppet, earlier when you came in, your head was pink - NOW it's YELLOW??!?!"

Hardy har har. DOUBLE indognity!!! I had to get my head washed and blow-dried all over again befur any of us could go home. I wuzn't laughing.

I telled Soleil he wuz a massive pain in the top-knott! AND, he's in big-huge-gigantic TRRRRRROUBLE with meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!

Ggggggggggggggggggrrrrrrrrrrrrr rrrrrrr.


My pal Itchie writed me a POEM, and it maked me laugh so hard I furgetted alllll about the ggggrrrrrrrr.

Here it is!


As a canine I really do think
That a boy dog's not meant to be pink.
But what's worse, my dear fellow
Soleil made you turn yellow.
Gee, at least that darn pink didn't stink!

Heeeheeee heeee heeeee heeeeeee heeheeheeheeheeheeeee heee heeeee giggle heeheee snort heeeeheeeeheeeeheeee HEEEEEEE!

I love ya, Itchie!!! You always know egg-zackly what to say to make a guy feel better!


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