Jodie


Labrador Retriever
Picture of Jodie, a female Labrador Retriever

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Home:San Francisco, CA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 17 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Nicknames:
Judith Elizabeth

Quick Bio:
-pound dog-dog rescue

Likes:
Barking at her roommate, Elroy when he watches T.V.

Pet-Peeves:
Elroy

Favorite Toy:
Green Hercules Nylabone

Favorite Food:
Anything

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere out of the house

Best Tricks:
Getting into zipped backpacks and pockets. Searching for food!

Arrival Story:
My old dog passed away. I wanted another one. I went to the S. F. Animal Control and saw her lying down in her kennel. I thought she was a sweet looking lab except her name was Joey and I assumed she was a he. It was not love at first sight. It took awhile for us to bond. But now, she thinks she is part of the family.

Bio:
Loves to go to San Bruno Dog Obedience School every Saturday to hang out with "people of her own kind."

The Groups I'm In:
☆ Sam's Stinky Dog Cafe ☆, Senior Citizen Status

I've Been On Dogster Since:
March 7th 2004 More than 10 years!

I Was In The:
Dogster's 2006 Holiday Picture Party!

See me in Dogster's 2005 Holiday Picture Party!
2004-2005 Holiday
Picture Party
!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
14361


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Jodie's Life - My life in this household


Another year in prison

April 19th 2009 1:05 pm
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I am been incommunicado the past year. I gave up planning an escape as new prisoners were placed with us. Someone has to teach them how to act in this prison.

The BIG HEAD does not interact with the new prisoners that much. One new prisoner is the Bulldog. I thought he was only incarcerated temporarily for a minor offense. But he was sentenced to this prison for life. The Bulldog is taken from us every weekend for further torture. I understand he is forced to lie on this bed where they tickle him incessantly. Sometimes I hear him running away from his captor. The Bulldog says it is fun but I think he has been brainwashed like all the others.

Another new arrival this past year is a young Golden Retriever. Idiot Boy is what I call him. He loves to please the guards. The guards throw things for Idiot Boy to run after and bring back. I told Idiot Boy that they are conditioning you for convert assignments. He does not listen. What can you do?

Of course, Big Head is still hot stuff around here. He likes to hang out with the head guard. Be has never listened to me. I am trying to teach the younger ones. Hopefully they will see the truth.

 

Another year in capitivity

November 29th 2006 8:42 am
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The end of the year has come upon me. But LIFE is getting good at this prison. Or am I so brainwashed I only think life is good. My life is like the Alexander Solzhenitsyn’s novel – “One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich”

My fellow prisoner has been regularly taken to the infirmary. I think they are experimenting on the stupid dog. Big Stupid keeps talking about how needles are put into his body and the new “supplements” they give him. Big Stupid is really out of it now. He thinks the needles are to help his pain. I think the needles are giving him pain.

In July, we were moved to another prison out of state. I was sent to this prison last year too. The captors call the Oregon Prison Camp O’Connor to make is more palatable. I know better. Escape is next to impossible. The two people at Camp O’Connor keep to a routine. They watch you like a hawk. More than fifteen other prisoners are kept there as well. These poor dogs think they are living well. They talk about how well they are fed and the recreation they get everyday. The guards also keep three goats and some horses prisoners. The goats and horses are kept outside during the day but they are locked up at night.

Our captors came back to move us to our regular prison. The car ride was a brutal eight hour trip. I had to share the back seat with Big Stupid. No room to move. Of course, our captors had to move us the hottest day of the year. They left a bucket of water for us and threw us food every now and then. We had to wait until they could stop at a “rest stop” in order to go potty. Finally at midnight, we were back at our regular prison. At least, we had some room to move here.

In August, the Big Stupid was taken away early in the morning. He was gone for two whole days. The captors talked about taking him to Fremont for surgery i.e. more torture.

When Big Stupid came back, he was not really conscious. He was really doped up. The captors put him in solitary confinement. They kept giving him more sedation. I tried to tell him "Don't swallow!.

Big Stupid has been in solitary confinement since September but I do not know for what infraction. During his confinement, I had time to plan my next escape. Big Stupid is not coming with me. He is too stupid. He likes prison life.

The captors are taking us to see a man named Santa this Saturday. They want Big Stupid and me to take pictures with this man. That means we will be unsupervised for a time. It will present the perfect opportunity for me to escape. Stay tuned!

 

Another summer in captivity..

May 7th 2006 4:00 pm
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It is May 2006. I think I have been brainwashed. I am thinking about escape less and less. What is wrong with me? The other captive is so brainwashed that he likes to hang out with our captors. Why?

I had another chance to escape last month. A new guard came. He was unfamiliar with our routine. I have been busy learning to open doors whenever the chance arises. These new guard left several doors open. I went thorough three unsecured doors. I went down the steps of the last door. I was blinded by the light and sounds of the streets. I did not immediate run for it. The guard saw me and yelled “STOP”. I stopped. Then the infamous “Come!” What do I do? I went willing back inside the prison. The guard shoved a cookie down my throat and said “Good Girl!” What is happening to me? Am I so brainwashed that I let another escape opportunity go?

It must be the weekly brainwashing session the captors use. Every Saturday, the other captive and I are driven to a location in San Bruno. Other captives are there. These captives are worked for over one hour. If they behave and follow instructions, cookies and other edible items are shoved down their throats. If they do not behave, they get nothing. The captors call these brainwashing sessions “Obedience training”. The guard in charge of the other captive, Elroy actually leads some of these sessions.

I will need to think of ways to unbrainwash me and the other one. Otherwise, I will be permanently incarcerated here.

 
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