Age: 8 Years Sex: Female Weight: 51-100 lbs
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Leave a bone for Kasey T. Dogg
Kase, Poops, Poopy, Poopy-Face, Kasey Poo-Poo Head, Wiggles, Kacifer, The Warm Log, The Velcro Dog, Schmoops (only her strange Dad calls her that)
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April 28th 2005
Going for a ride, Playing Never-Ending Fetch, Mom's undies, Mom's shoes, Mom's socks, Mom's lap (you getting the trend here?), Any "squeaky" stuffed animal, A.M. Walks w/Dad - I wake him up every morning with a little whine!!
Being Ignored - I simply will NOT stand for it, Being told "No" - its my least favorite word, I also do not care for getting my nails clipped!
Current Favs Include: Gator, Horsey, Purp, Blinky Ball, Kong (w/PB) and RIP: Monkey Long-Legs, the Suspicious Chicken Carcus, Hollow Snake Body and Rope
Ice, Bananas, Cat food, Pig Ears, Peanut Butter, Iams Treats...Oh and I LOVE bones: BBQ bones, rawhide bones, pig skin bones, denta bones, green bones - any bone, any time, any where!
The woods by my friend Otis' house - there's tons to see and do!
Hiding Bones, Faking Potty, Stealing Mouthfuls of Cat Food, Playing Deaf and the Regular Stuff: Sit, Paw, Lay-Down, Back-Up, Upstairs, Wait, Stay, Get Your "Insert Toy Name", Look cute
Kasey came to our home Sunday, June 26th by way of Interstate 80 in Iowa. We drove there to meet her and her breeder Dad, Jeremy, on our way home from a visit with my Mom and family in Kansas City. Suffice-it-to-say it was love at first sight! She was pretty calm and really into this huge stick she found lying under a tree...she was rolling all over chewing on it. She walked up to Brian and sniffed him and then up to me to sniff...I'm not sure she knew what was going on but she wasn't shy at all. After about a half hour of watching her we looked at each other and were like, Uh pay the man cause we aren't leaving without her!! We scooped her up along with a few toys, some food and a small kennel and headed off to home. Slightly anxious about being in the kennel she whined a little so I just had to let her out - she slept on my lap the entire 5-hour drive back to Chicago. We stopped every hour or so to let her walk around and go potty and she was great...she had this little head-cock thing...I'm telling you - super cute...plus she was really clumsy and bow-legged...a perfect combo for entertainment if you ask me. When we finally got home she was beat...I carried her upstairs to her new room and we put her to bed...and from that point forward we learned that bedtime was not her thing...
One of her brother's from a past litter has won multiple dog competitions. She is quite proud of her heritage!
Where You Go - I Go!
The Groups I'm In:
**Girls just wanna have fun**, Canine Clowns, German Shorthaired Pointers!
The Last Forum I Posted In:
Kasey won first place in the Shortest Hair division of the Bartlett Summerfest Annual Pet Show!
Most Annoying Habit:
Chewing directly on the squeaker inside any one of her stuffed animals over and over and over and over...
Kasey has the innate ability to hear the refridgerator door open from anywhere in the house.
Most Bizarre Fetish:
Eating cat poop straight out of the litter box (and walking around with litter stuck all over her nose, unknowingly).
Favorite Mode of Transportation:
The Army Crawl
I've Been On Dogster Since:
|June 28th 2005
||More than 8 years!
I Was In The:
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
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November 6th 2006 3:11 pm
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Sorry its been so long since my last post. I've been a really busy dog! Turns out we're expecting!! A baby - that is. Mom's having it - at least that's what she told me. Says there's gonna be some changes around the house regarding "my room" and my weekend fun time and all that sleeping in the middle of the bed.
Yea right - good luck Lady - nothing's changing on my watch - and it certainly isn't going to happen by a baby. By the way, Diary, do you know what a baby is?
Anyway, in other news the parents have given up on clipping my nails themselves. I guess I'm just a little too much to handle. I mean I do hate it and I do whine and I do wiggle and stuff. So, they took me to PetSmart and some nice lady there did it. She put me on a table and put a leash around my head and everything. There was no where to go. I didn't really like it but I guess she wasn't fazed by all my squirming around since she doesn't love me like my parents do. Oh, she cleaned my ears too and I'm embarrassed to say those puppies were a little dirty. I had even had a bath before we went to the store. I think I'll have to start reminding Dad to get in my ears when he washes me. For my good behavior I got a new pink bandana. Which is cool because its totally my signature color!! Its brings out all the warm colors in my coat. Plus Mom likes it and we like to humor her.
What else? I got a new bed. Its great for sleeping next to - which is what I did last night. I'll have to have Mom put up the pics. Its really quite lovely but I'm a bed people puppy. We all know that and I have the photos to prove it. I'm not sure if they'll try to get me on it again tonight but if they do...I'll be ready.
October 4th 2006 11:57 am
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When Mom got home from work yesterday she and I decided to take a walk. Well, she decided but I thought it was one FAB idea. I could not contain my wigglyness. It’s a funny thing – wigglyness. Mom says I wear mine on my rear. Meaning: when I’m happy that thing is a wiggling and there’s nothing I can do to stop it. It’s kinda like those hounds who blush at any site – immediately giving away their feelings. But I digress, Diary.
We started out the back door and I saw Mom pick up the ball launcher. WE WERE HEADING TO THE OPEN FIELD!! Yippee! I shrieked. And with that we were off. Heading to the field I sniffed everything in site – empty chip bags, bird poop, sticks and leaves. Leaves are starting to fall everywhere and I love it. I like to run through them as if I’m blazing a new path to...well, somewhere.
By the time we get to the open field I am so ready to be let loose! Ma lets me go and I run and run and then immediately circle back to her because I know she’s gonna toss that ball. And toss it she did! I bounded down the hill in pursuit of the ball as I would chase, say, a duck. And chase some ducks I did.
You see Diary there were a bunch of ducks waddling around in a mock pond in MY open field. Said mock pond must have been created as an aftermath of all the rain we’ve had recently. Whatever reason I was certainly glad it was there!! I chased those lazy ducks right on out of MY field. You should have seen them trying to get away – bow-lairous!!
The only thing was, I chased them into the pond area and as I put on my Kasey breaks I realized they were stalling. Before I could react or readjust I was slipping and sliding around the pond. My back legs flew out from under me and I plopped right down in the middle of it. Mom was just standing there cracking up. Can you believe her rudeness Diary? I mean I could have been hurt BUT of course I wasn’t because I have skills like graceful cat.
DIARY? Are you laughing at me too? Well, I never.
Anybow-wow, the rest of the adventure was fun. There was much ball chasing to be done. I was wet. The ducks were wet. Mom was wet. I guess that's what we get for walking after the rain but be assured Diary, good times were had by all.
September 13th 2006 2:35 pm
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Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Sad isn’t it Diary? I have nothing exciting at all to report. In fact, and I hate to admit it, but it’s kind of been a boring week around the ‘ole homestead. Mom’s been falling asleep early (she blames in on the presidential address), we ran out of puppy food gravy (there’s really no excuse for this) and it’s literally been raining since Sunday (the only thing I hate more than rain is, well...nothing...I just hate rain - mostly because I do not enjoy using the “facilities” while tiny rain pellets hit my delicate snoot. In fact, I won’t even go - I just stand there and get pelleted in the snoot...but I digress, Diary).
What’s a Dogg to do?
Well, for starters, I ate a whole bone Monday night just to, ya know, pass the time. Then I puked up the whole bone Tuesday morning after I launched myself outta bed like a rocket.
Oh, and I’ve started this new low-growl whine that totally commands petting. And if they stop petting - I do it again. I get lots of petting.
I still love my Balone...SQUEAK!
I have also learned to love salad. All kinds - the shiny green leaves, the dark purple radicchio, the tiny strings of carrot. All kinds of yum.
And in closing during this the most boring of all boring weeks, I have truly turned sleeping style of spooning into a work of art. I spoon left, I spoon right. Chest up, chest down. With Mom, with Dad. At the top of the bed, at the bottom. Hello my name is Kasey and I am a spooner.
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