Age: 12 Years Sex: Female Weight: 11-25 lbs
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Fionie-Pony, Puppers, Pup-pup, Fiona Lucille, Larry, Funny Head Dog
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April 17th 2003
Woof! Woof! I like to run and run and run! I also like to chew and chew and chew! Everybody should play with me!
When mama takes me home from the park and gives me a bath. When Cooper can't lie still and let me nap. Oh, and I hate it when Cooper steals my toys.
My Old Navy frisbee and Cooper - isn't it great that Seff got me a puppy!
Seth's homemade doggie treats and Mama's homemade nanner treats
To the field at Frick Park where all the other dogs are! Or else anywhere I can roll in good smellin' stuff.
I am a super-duper frisbee-catchin' pup! I wow everyone at the park!
One day, Erin woke up and thought to herself, "My, self, I really don't have enough stress in my life with the three cats. Also, I think the cats have grown much too fat and complacent. They need slimmed down [hey, this is Pittsburgh...], and I think they will break hamster wheels. Hmmm...what could rob me of sleep and drive the cats nuts all at the same time...????" And lo, Fiona was born.
So Erin found a breeder through the AKC/Cardigan Welsh Corgi website and drove to Jamestown, NY when she found out that there was a litter with available puppies. She showed up and shortly spotted an adorable small puppy who was pulling her much larger brother around... by his lip. Erin thought, "Wow, she's spunky! Perhaps this will make life with the cats more interesting." Two weeks later, Erin found out that little Fiona (then called Freckles) was not claimed and Erin drove to Jamestown and picked her up. The first thing Fiona did when she arrived in Erin's apartment was herd the cats onto a windowsill, sit down and bark as if to say, "Woof! I herded them good. I think I'll like this!"
Fiona is from Jamestown, New York...the same hometown as Lucille Ball. She enjoys long walks in the park, sunsets, good listeners (for all the barking) and the occasional jagger bush (a tasty treat for sure).
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|January 26th 2004
||More than 11 years!
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October 1st 2004 1:22 pm
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Last weekend (I think it was five minutes ago), I got stunged by bee-dogs. Bee-dogs are mean. I wanted to play with one for a long time, but all it did was buzz and run away in the air. Then, when I was tired, all of the bee-dogs decided to play with me. They don't play nice. They made things hurt in my nose and on my head and on my belly and then I decided that bee-dogs are no fun. Mama tried to rescue me from the bee-dogs, but then I tried to eated them so that they wouldn't hurt Mama. I think they did hurt Mama, though, cause she started yelling, but it wasn't at me. She didn't say, "NO!" when she was yelling at the bee-dogs. Maybe that would have made them stop hurting me. I stop doing things I shouldn't when Mama yells at me. Maybe bee-dogs are like bad dogs.
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