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Age: 4 Years Sex: Female Weight: 11-25 lbs
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Leave a bone for Bug Bear
Nicknames:
Booger, Booger Butt, Bug, Bear, Honey Bunny, Bunny Rabbit, Bunny, Bugaloo, Bugaboo
Doggie Dynamics:
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Quick Bio:
Likes:
When we get out the lazer pointer and make her chase it. She also likes her friend VooDoo a whole lot.
Pet-Peeves:
When VooDoo rubs her face on her..and Baths!
Favorite Toy:
Her stuffed squeekey cows and cotton balls.
Favorite Food:
Alpo Savory Steak Cuts is what I give her when she's good, 'cause I know she likes it, but if she had it her way, she would be eating MY food.
Best Tricks:
Sit and Beg .. and eating ice that drops from the 'fridge's ice despencer.
Arrival Story:
I had came home from shopping one evening in.. i'd say march(?), and as soon as I had layed down and got comfy with my black lab, I heard the most gawd aweful yelp outside my window in a distance.
It was so loud, I thought it was out of my hands and coming from down the streat. My mom was calling a couple minutes later and she lives right next door to me. She was telling me that a little puppy was at her back door and our family Boxer-Pit was trying to eat it.
It was raining like crazy, so I grabbed a towel and ran outside in my PJs (underwear.)
She was hiding under a lawn chair, curled up and whimpering. I grabbed her up, wrapped her in a towel and brought her inside.
Sam, (the Boxer-Pit,) had scared her so bad she had pooped all over herself. After a bath and some warm puppy kibble, she perked right up and has called me mommy ever since!
Bio:
My dad had earlier that day seen someone throw a small furry animal out their car while in motion. It tucked and rolled and ran off. He didn't know what would happen to it, but if he couldn't find it, there was nothing he could do. He didn't get any plate numbers and he didn't say anyhting that whole day about it.. he had just kinda forgotten about it later on.
After I had found her, I went into my living room where he was watching TV and I told him about her. He said that it was weird.. because it might be the same doggy he saw earlier, and he told me about it then.
No one in our neighborhood was looking for her and we saw nothing in the papers.
No one was looking for her and we were very happy that she was our baby now.
Bug Bear:
- is so spoiled!
- has one blue eye and one brown!
- has trouble howling, so she whimpers until she gets it just right!
- always lets us know she did something bad and is sorry before we can even find out what it was.
- is house trained but will still occasionally sneak a poop in one specific spot in the hallway!
- will always try to sing along with any dog howling!
Forums Motto:
Bug Bear - "walk? leash? 0.0 lets go!"
The Groups I'm In:
Fancypants Cafe, beagle boo
I've Been On Dogster Since:
| July 21st 2005 |
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More than 4 years! |
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Dogster Id:
171742
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July 26th 2005 11:38 am
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Bug Bear doesn't really understand why her mommy is sad.
She knows something is wrong, she keeps trying to cuddle up with her mommy.
What she may or may not know, is that Shotzie passed away today.
She never really knew Shotzie. In Shotzie's later days, she just layed around and snarled at Bug Bear.
But Bug bear never payed it much mind.. she still wanted to be friends.
July 22nd 2005 6:58 am
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There's days when Bug Bear doesn't even eat because she is so obsessed with the lazer. It sometimes worries her mommy.
Bug Bear happens to be so stubborn, she will bark at the last person she saw with the pointer, until she sees that little red dot on the floor.
She seems to actually know that it is a pointer, and that it has no scent or physical touch, but yet she is still determined that she can find a way to eat it.
There's other days where no one happens to have the pointer. It's put away and no one has used it in at least a week, and yet she will think she sees it, when it's not there.
When one pushes the button on the pointer, it makes a little click noise.
This click noise, she knows very well.
When her mommy is plucking her eyebrows, she hears the clicking from the tweezers and confuses it for the button on the pointer. This is yet another example of how obsessed she is with it.
One would think that this is horrible.. it gets worse:
Even when she has been relentlessly been chasing it and is obviously tired and exhausted, she still pushes for more. She continues barking and whimpering for the pointer.
Sometimes her family hides it from themselves- so they don't actually get it out for her. Her mommy worries most that it's an unhealthy obsession.. but Bug Bear seems to think it's just fine..
"I can quit anytime I want," she says. "I Sit around all day.. I find ways to entertain myself. I never ask you for anyhting except love and food, so I'm asking you for this- GIVE ME THE LAZER." She's positioned now up in her mom's face, pulling at the collar of her mom's shirt.
Her mom isn't about to argue with a dog that can reason well.. and there goes the lazer.
It's surprising that she eats at all anymore..
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