"Trick...or trick..."
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Age: 7 Years Sex: Male Weight: 51-100 lbs
"I have a license..."
 "My supermodel smile..."
"My favorite day. Ever..."
 "She's the one!"
"My beloved Bridget. I grew up...she ran off and joined the circus. She was 13."
 "Then I found Petunia. The true love of my life."
"I studied the manual daily." [See My DogsterPlus Photo Book] |
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Leave a bone for Noodle
Special Gift Box:
Nicknames:
Noodie...Nooo...Coat of Paint...
Doggie Dynamics:
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Quick Bio:
Likes:
chuckit. Rides. Liver. GREENIES! Mom. Bill. Petunia. Everybody else. Equally.
Pet-Peeves:
He HATES water. All water. Every drop. Pooping when it rains.
Favorite Toy:
Anything round and tennis ballish. Petunia is fun too.
Favorite Food:
liver, sardines, tuna, raw roasted anything, GREENIES!
Favorite Walk:
Anywhere a ball can be chuckitted. Without any water nearby.
Best Tricks:
Knows RIGHT and LEFT, CACTUS, BITE MY NOSE. LAPDANCING!
Arrival Story:
I flew to Virginia from California to pick him out from a Labradoodle breeder. He was the only puppy who wasn't stinky, and twice the size of the others. He's still fastidious.......unless it's lawn fertilizer month. That's irrestible. He had no personality for 24 hours, then SHAZAM! He became the worlds biggest clown and mischief maker. He is frighteningly smart. I owe it to him to teach him new words. I guess I have to start reading the newspaper aloud too. He's been watching CNN way too much.
Bio:
He is turning silver...or maybe he's going into the witness protection program. He DID steal jewelry when he was an adolescent. Diamond earrings (later found in his crate) and a gold wristwatch (found a month later buried. A costly repair) Our Jeweler friend thinks it's cute that he's an amateur gemologist, and used to let him run around the store. That ended when he was discovered with his large nose buried in the open safe. BLING!!!
Forums Motto:
Will lapdance for treatswalksridesball.
The Groups I'm In:
!!! **The Kewl Dawg$** !!!, !!!! Cutest Pups of the World !!!!, *Doodle Lounge, Anti-Vick Campaign, Dogs of the San Fernando Valley in Cali, doodle connection, Doodles of the World, Greatest American Dog Fan Club!, Labradoodles and Goldendoodles
I've Been On Dogster Since:
| March 10th 2004 |
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More than 5 years! |
I Was In The:
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Dogster Id:
15735
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October 27th 2004 4:44 pm
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I never fit in when I lived in Berrysville, Virginia. It was a hot summer, and all the other puppies called me fat. They played dumb games like 'bite the tail', 'roll in pee', and they 'number-twoed' e-v-e-r-y-where. One day Mrs. Hahn took me and my older cousin, Stinky, outside to meet a new lady and her friend. Stinky was all over it. He did the belly-up, the jump and twirl and all the stupid stuff you're supposed to do to get adopted. The friend actually picked up Stinky (brave girl!) and kiss him...yeeeech! I just kind of checked the other one out. No wag. No cute tricks. No yippety yip. I'm a thinker. I used the 'look in the soul' test. I didn't break my gaze, My eyes started to cross, but I picked up on something. She wanted me to like her FIRST. That was weird. I'm not the fluffiest Doodle in the litter, and I'm kind of round. But I take after my dad in that I'm real smart. We had a stare down for a LONG time. I thought it might be over when Mrs. Hahn told her I was 2 weeks younger and 2 pounds bigger than Stinky. But she held my paws and felt how soft they were, and let me put my arms around her neck. (I am fastidiously clean). She never asked how big was I going to get, what kind of hair I'd have, or even if I had worms! She turned to Mrs. Hahn to say she'd be back tomorrow to fly me to California. And then she introduced me as Noodle. That would be my name. The soul gaze works both ways, because I was hooked too. I broke down and gave her one kiss. Just one. But I was a pretty happy Doodle. With a name!
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