Likes: Digging, chasing bugs, chewing bones, going for a ride.
Pet-Peeves: Being told not to dig, Smoke swinging on her tail, hearing the word "Puppies".
Favorite Toy: Doesn't play with toys other than rawhide and real bones.
Favorite Food: Iams, treats, bread.
Favorite Walk: Around the neighborhood and over to the park.
Best Tricks: Back off and sit and "go run" around the yard.
Arrival Story: I found Gretchen at the Texas SPCA. I was homesick after moving to Texas. I had always had dogs for company living on the farm in Oregon. There were so many different dogs available. Gretchen (formerly known as Princess) seemed quiet and shy and scared. I couldn't resist. She has always seemed so grateful to be "out of dog prison".
Bio: I'm not sure exactly how old she is. When I got her in 1994, they told me she was a year old. I think she was somewhere between 6 months and a year old. She's still pretty feisty for an older dog. She has a lot of fun playing with Smoke. I was afraid she'd be really jealous of him when I brought him home. All you have to do to send her in a frenzy is say "Puppies"!
Forums Motto: Rent me - ditch digging, post holes...
Howl-dy everywoof. It's me, Smoke, barking in Gretchen's diary. She never did bark here. She was a quiet old gal and couldn't get a woof in barkwise with me around.
This morning, Mom said she had to go sleepy-puppy-go-nite-nite to the Rainbow Bridge. She couldn't feel her back legs and they weren't working very well and her tummy was really upset. She had to take all kinds of medicine but it wasn't fixing her legs. She's much happier now that she can run and play with everypup at the Bridge.
Gretchen lived with Mom for 12 years. We weren't sure how old she was because she came from the SPCA. We've all had so much fun with Gretchen. She was a good dog. Well....except for that little digging habit and stealing my bullysticks. *snicker*
So, any littlewoofs at the Bridge, be on the lookout for her. She's a big brown and black fluffy dog that looks like a wolf. Don't be afraid of her, she only looks scary. She's really nice and she'll let you climb all over her and bite her ears. If you're really sneaky and you've read Tailswinging 101, you can sneak up behind her and grab that long luxuriously fluffy tail of hers and tug it for a ride. Don't forget your playful puppy growl to get her started. And for Dog's sake, DON'T LET GO! I'm sure she's a much stronger tailswinger now at the Bridge!
For my Big Sister, Gretchen, I'm sorry for all the times I ran and told on you when you stole my bullysticks or tore open my Rowdy Friend squeaky ball. I love you and miss you already. *poke*