Beowulfs Beauregard CGC CGCA


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Age: 2 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 100+ lbs

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Nicknames:
Beau, Baby Boy

Doggie Dynamics:
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 Friendliness 
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 Disposition 
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Quick Bio:
-purebred-service dog

Birthday:
May 6th 2012

Likes:
snoring on the floor next to Mom

Pet-Peeves:
People that "hover" over his head

Favorite Toy:
Anything his brother has

Favorite Food:
Duck

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere Mom is

Best Tricks:
Crashing loudly to the ground when told to "down"

Arrival Story:
I waited 9 months for the right puppy to be born, and when he came 2 months later I was smitten by the tiny 20 lb body full of wrinkles.

Bio:
Beau began training as a service dog at the age of 4 months with public outings. he is in training for mobility work and does medical alert.

Forums Motto:
What's too big mean?

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I've Been On Dogster Since:
November 6th 2013

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It's not always easy, but I love my job

November 24th 2013 8:17 pm
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Today after the first service at church we got to go to the youth group and talk to them about service dogs.
The kids are decorating a tree to raise funds to help my Mom out. Mom wants to start talking to groups about abuse, it's effects, and her healing road. But that takes money for rides and gas and stuff that she does not have and she thinks she should not charge people who need our help. So the kids are going to help us.
Mom does this a lot. She takes me with to talk to lots of groups about me and my brother who retired not long ago. People need to know about service dogs like us and see some of the stuff we can do. Me and Jack just nap for most of it and take turns watching Mom.
Mom says I have big things coming in the future, what ever "the future" means. I know I'm getting new stuff to wear to help me do my job soon. My new custom collar by Spot on Collars and Hardware just came. But Mom says I'm going to new training classes and doing a photo shoot to submit to a calendar and give to Bold Lead Designs for their website. What's a photo shoot? Do they shoot at me with a photo? Do I have to stand in front of Mom so they don't shoot her? I don't know, but if Mom is safe and happy I'm ok with it.
Today I also found out what ice is and what it does to Mom. We were out walking back from church and Mom's foot slipped and she started to fall.I just froze, not knowing what to do. Mom grabbed the handle of my harness HARD and YELLED "WAIT" so I didn't move. When Mom got her balance back she told me how great a job I did and she was sorry for yelling. We walked real slow back home after that. When we got home Mom called the police and asked them to talk to the people who owned the houses we walked in front of to clean off their sidewalks because it was dangerous. It wasn't easy to help her walk on ice, but I love Mom and it's my job to help her.

 

Sometimes you gotta break the rules

November 19th 2013 4:29 pm
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A lot of people say you can't be a service dog and do therapy work. Well sometimes you just got to do what is right, even if it means breaking those rules. I think that is what I have that long name Beowulfs Beauregard a Heart of Gold, S.T.A.R Puppy, CGC
Once a week we take a long car ride into the city to go to this place that does stuff for disabled people, they even have a place where these neat people called "developmentally disabled" stay all day long. Mom spends some time with this nice lady during lunch and does a lot of phone calls and stuff on the computer while I get to sleep on the floor next to Mom. Of course, I'm always listening to Mom and checking her to see that she is ok.
Well they were done talking and Mom wanted to take me outside to my special place to go potty. I do what I am supposed to and we start to go back inside. Just inside the door there is one of those neat "developmentally disabled" people crying and biting themselves by the door. Now I know biting is very bad, and people cry because they are hurt.I turn and try to smell them to see if they are ok, but Mom says "leave it" so I look away. But the person is still crying, so I put on the brakes and don't go forward. I weigh over 180 lbs, so I know I can't be moved if I don't want to be. I put my nose in the crying person's hand and give her a lick. She stopped crying and started making happy noises and hitting me in the head. Mom is getting upset because she thinks I'm going to get hurt, but I'm a big boy and that girl seems happy smacking my head. One of the "staff" people come over and get the girl, saying they were sorry and that the girl really likes dogs. I wag my big tail and give Mom my happy grin. Then I walk Mom down the wheelchair ramp back inside the building to her chair.
Mom checks me over to see if I was hurt, all the time telling me I did good. I know that, because sometimes you got to do what is right and that girl needed my help, even just for a minute.
I wonder if I can get a super mastiff vest from Santa Paws, bol.

 

Today at Church

November 17th 2013 7:23 pm
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Wow, what a big day. I had to rescue mom twice in row.
I'm a good boy and do as I am told for the most part, unless mom will get hurt if I do what she says. Well we got to our special spot in church and mom laid out the blanket we keep there for me. Then she said "down" and gave the signal to stay there. Okay, got it. A minute later she gets up and tries to walk away on her own to get something. I'm watching her because that is one of my jobs. I see her start to tip and fall, so I run over 4 rows and catch her right before she falls face first into a pew. Silly Mommy! Lucky for me, nobody was in the isle or I might have knocked them down to save Mom. But the people at church love me and think I'm cool, even if they don't understand my ways.
You see Mom doesn't always know when she is too dizzy to stand up without falling or walk without falling because she is always dizzy, but I do. Today was one of "bad" days and I was happy to be there or she would have gotten hurt.
Well you know how it is in church, people stand up and sit down a lot, they talk in this weird voice (they call it singing), and the people in the front talk FOREVER..I just go to sleep during the long talking. I'm snoozing away when I get this funny feeling about Mom, she's not right and going to fall! I wake up and walk over to where she is sitting and put my head on her chest. Mom tells me to lay down and I refuse to listen, she's holding her head which means she's really dizzy. She gives me her mad voice and tells me to lay down. No way. Not gonna happen. Not until you feel better. I give her my "I love you" look. Mom stays put. A few minutes later I think she is ok, so I give her a lick and go lay down.
Being a Super Mastiff is hard work!

 
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