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Ztyx


Black Russian Terrier
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Home:Washington, DC  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 16 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Nicknames:
Ztyxie, Miss Ztyx, Stickers, Stick-a-roon, Stinkerbelle

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

Quick Bio:
-purebred

Birthday:
January 20th 2000

Likes:
Cookies? Does someone have cookies for me? Or popcorn? Or carrots? Aw, come on! Give me a little food. I LOVE food.

Pet-Peeves:
I hate when other dogs sniff my butt. What makes them think THAT is the way to greet a lady?!?

Favorite Toy:
I have lots of good toys. I like my cow hooves. I like "moo-cow" too. And "buddy." Actually, I like all toys. But don't expect me to fetch them for you! Sheesh!

Favorite Food:
Food? Did someone say food? I like ALL food (see my favorite likes).

Favorite Walk:
To the car! (Long walks are too much work. But car rides are great!)

Best Tricks:
I can "lay keppe." And I give hugs and kisses on command (but only to my favorite people). But my BEST trick is making my Mom do what I want :)

Arrival Story:
Ztyx was living happily in San Francisco with several other Black Russian Terriers and her dog-breeder mom. Ztyx was supposed to be a show dog and was going to be bred. But all her littermates were diagnosed with hip displaysia, and her previous owner/breeder/mom didn't want to risk producing puppies with hip or elbow displaysia. So, knowing that Ztyx insists on getting LOTS of attention, she decided that perhaps Ztyx would be happier as an only dog. I found out about Ztyx from a friend of a friend. Ztyx flew on Delta from California to North Carolina, and wound up with her current (and forever) mom. Ztyx now lives in Washington D.C. with her mom, and her feline brother, Tigger.

Bio:
Oh yeah, and check my best friend Agnes Marie! She's the nicest basset hound ever, and her mommy (my aunt) loves when I come visit them! We play and share our toys (mostly) nicely.

The Groups I'm In:
Friends of Kingsman Field

I've Been On Dogster Since:
April 17th 2005 More than 11 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
139975


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It ain't easy being green....

July 17th 2005 8:16 am
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It is hard to be the funny looking kid. I mean, c'mon, we all KNOW I'm adorable, but there aren't a lot of other dogs that look like me. Mommy says that makes me special. I like being special, but I like having fur-ends too. Sometimes new people and doggies think because I'm big that I might be mean. But I'm not! Anyway, my friend Agnes is helping me out. She told her other basset fur-ends that I'm a good Black Russian Terrier. Some of them want to be my fur-ends now. That makes me very happy. So thank you to all my basset fur-ends (and other fur-ends too) for being buddies with me!

*Note from Ztyxie's mommy: Ztyx is so happy to have new fur-ends. She just wags her tail and sleeps contentedly all day now. Oh wait. That's what she did before too....

 

Summertime, and the livin' is easy . . .

July 4th 2005 5:47 am
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I like summertime. I got a spiffy new haircut that is short. Mom says it is so that when I go swimming in the Potomac River I don't smell like "wet dog." I don't know why she gets offended. I mean, I sometimes AM a wet dog. I don't complain when she showers and smells like "wet Mommy," but I digress . . .

Anyway, this haircut is pretty good. It is not as hot. Because it is awfully hot outside. But that is ok too. Mom let's me have special treats. I occassionally get bowls of some cold, white stuff. Mom calls it "ice cream." I'm not sure exactly what "ice cream" is, but its really good. I think dogs should get "ice cream" every day. That would be great!

Today is something Mom calls July 4th. I don't understand why that is more special than July 3rd, but Mom says it is. And she got to stay home with me today. And that is way better than when she goes to work on Mondays, so I'm not complaining. But she says that there will be some "poppers in the sky" tonight. I guess the sky will look pretty, but the loud noises might scare me, so I have to stay inside. Which means I won't even get to SEE the pretty poppers in the sky. I'm a little disappointed about that . . .Maybe I can convince Mom to let me stay inside with some of that "ice cream" . . . That would be A-OK with me!

Ok, well I think it might be time for me to take another nap. My bed looks lonely . . .

 

My brother Tigger tricked me!!

June 1st 2005 3:48 am
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So my mom had to "take a trip" or something over Memorial Day weekend. I don't really understand why she'd WANT to go away without me and my brother Tigger, but that is beside the point.

Tigger has been setting this one up for a LONG time. He keeps telling me how good kitty food is. He says its better than my Ztyxie food. And who knows. It smells good. Maybe it IS better..... The thing is, I'm not sure. See, mom keeps it up on the counter so I can't get it. Because when Tigger's bowls are on the floor, I steal his food. Mom says that is not nice. I say all is fair in love and war. Mom frowns when I tell her that. So I haven't gotten to "taste" any of the kitty food in a long time.

So I stayed with my favorite Aunt this weekend while mom was away. And my Aunt fell for my puppy eyes. Well, that and if she didn't give in I'd "taste" my friend AgnesMarie's food (check out AgnesMarie -- she's on my "friends list"). So my Aunt would give me a little dollop of her kitty's food on my bowl so I wouldn't wander from my bowl to Agnes'. Her kitty gets way better food than Tigger. Tigger had told me to be on the lookout for the jackpot of kitty food......WET FOOD.

And my Aunt had WET FOOD. I thought I'd gone to heaven.

Until my tummy revolted. Now my tummy has been upset for days. And Tigger watches me run to the back door and cry to get out. And he laughs and laughs and laughs....

That Tigger is mean. Just wait until I tell HIM about some good treats he should be on the lookout for. It all smells so good!!! Spoiled milk! Marinated garbage! Mmmmmm... Stay tuned for a story of revenge one of these days..... in the meantime, my tummy hurts. I'm going to go take a nap....

 
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