Age: 11 Years Sex: Female Weight: 26-50 lbs
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the meatloaf, hoover, piggybank, boo boo, delhi belly, sugar cookie, pumpkin pie, sweetness, shortness, b.d. --> can be used interchangably as "brown dog" on a good day and "bad dog" on a bad day.
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July 29th 2002
fetching, fetching and more fetching, also swimming combined with fetching. going to the ocean every summer and getting pelted by waves while my parents laugh at me. picking up spare change and holding it in my gums. jingle jingle
not being able to reach the cat food. the cat in general. stairs, god i hate going down the stairs! the vacuum cleaner scares the @*#% out of me! i really hate the chow chow that lives nearby, everytime he walks by my house i tell him who's (ahem) boss!
my kong (still going strong) & gracie a mangled dalmation (R.I.P.), tom the turkey (R.I.P.), george my monkey (R.I.P), mr. pumpkin (R.I.P.), mr. greybear (R.I.P.), zaza the zebra (R.I.P.), squeaky hamburger (R.I.P), anthing i can rip apart and disembowel
anything peanut butter flavored. anything my parents leave sitting out on the counter, free game, right? I especially love stalking papa when he makes popcorn....he always drops some!
i don't walk....i run, run, run like my fur is on fire.... the pasture behind my house, or dogpark downtown
I like to balance things on my nose. (mostly treats)...my parents likes to snuggle me in the winter as I give out lots of DTU's (delilah thermal units). I like to create abstract expressionist compositions (by way of nose smears) on the car windows.....
Delilah was born July 29th, 2002 in Moravia, NY. We went to check out her litter and it was just Delhi and her brother left from an original litter of ten! We fell head over heels in love with her from day one. Once I picked her up I knew she was the dog for me. She has a sweetness to her that melts our hearts, she's been that way since she was a lil' brown meatloaf. She is a sweet and happy dog. She made our lives complete. We now divide our life into two sections: B.D...."before delilah", and A.D...."after delilah". I love her more than I ever thought possible to love something.
I'm a very active dreamer. I make strange "talking" noises in my sleep as well as move my four paws as if i'm running. Sometimes I thump my tail during this as well. I only know this because the cat told me my parents creep over to where I am sleeping, stand over me and point and laugh hysterically.
I have two white hairs on my neck. My parents say my Indian name is "Delhi Two White Hair".
I would love to track down any of my brothers or sisters from past or present litters. My father is John Deere Rockefeller and my mom is Shelby V.
what can YOU do for brown?
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June 17th 2005 8:54 am
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Sweet little delilah woke up one morning to find a big juicy strawberry rhubarb pie on the counter. She never eats human food, or takes things off the counter, but apparently she has a strawberry rhubarb pie fetish that we had no idea about. She dragged it off the way back of the counter and the glass pie plate shattered into a thousand pieces. When mommy came down she saw shards of glass on the floor (but not enough to recreate a full pie plate) and no pie. There sat delhi happy as a clam and wagging away. Mommy flips out and rushes delilah to Cornell Vet Hospital, once there x-rays are taken and indeed one can see (underneath a huge amount of pie) about a half cup of glass. We decided on emergency surgery since the glass was all contained and had many large very jagged and sharp pieces. Later we got to see all the glass they got out of her stomach - we were so happy that we opted for surgery as several pieces were very long and sharp. They told us that it's true - labs will eat everything, but this is the first lab that ate the pie and the pie plate!
Boy did we learn out lesson - never again will we leave ANYTHING out on our counter. Delilah is the beloved sun to which our lives revolve around, she brings us so much joy and love.
Our eternal respect and gratefulness goes out to the wonderful Doctors, Nurses, Surgeons and Students at the Cornell Vet Hospital. They could not have been more caring, experienced, or wonderful to us.
We are sure that they saved our beloved brown dogs life.
March 22nd 2005 11:38 pm
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So this is my new peeve. when the ups man comes to our house I really throw a fit. I bark, I growl, I show my teeth. The whole nine. The reason.........pressure. UPS' slogan "what can brown do for you" seems to put more pressure on me. I mean i'm brown, just look at me! My personal slogan is "what can you do for brown"! So i'm worried that they're giving my mom bad ideas with their shiny brown truck and slogan, I mean how can I compete?
Needless to say the ups driver now leaves out packages outside the house on the steps.
Don't mess with brown!
December 30th 2004 10:41 pm
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Humans just don't realize how important it us for us pups to check out "Pee-Mail". Whenever i'm at the dogpark, or out for a walk, I like to check in with my buddies and see what new in my Pee-Mail. With one sniff I can get a world of information about my friends...how they are feeling that day, what they had for breakfast, what kind of mood they're in, etc. Pretty efficent eh? My mom thinks i'm just pulling on the leash, craning my neck for one more sniff just to annoy her and stretch out my time at the park. I want to howl "Mom, Max was here this morning and apparently his mom is making peanut butter cookies with tons of crumbs falling on the floor!" But to no avail...it's back to the car, one more half sniffed Pee-Mail....
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