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Age: 14 Years Sex: Male Weight: 11-25 lbs
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Leave a bone for Rocky
Doggie Dynamics:
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Quick Bio:
Birthday:
February 1st 1998
Likes:
Food, treats, more food, looking for food, begging for food, eating food, smelling food, sleeping on the bed, chasing the screen door whenever it opens, car rides, walks, sleeping on your lap, humping, and of course his daddy Bun
Pet-Peeves:
Having his nails clipped, aggressive dogs, food taken away
Favorite Toy:
Food
Favorite Food:
Anything
Favorite Walk:
Anywhere
Best Tricks:
Rolling over, spinning around, Speak
Arrival Story:
Rocky belonged to my boyfriends sister, Chanthan. She brought him home and my boyfriend instantly fell in love. The very first second Bun picked up Rocky, he sat in the palm of his hand and by accident left a little suprise...OOPS! His sister went through several changes in living arrangments and could no longer stay with them. Bun readily offered a home to Mr. Mischevious....Rocky.
Bio:
Rocky came to us with his favorite past time being searching for food. His entire life revolves around food and that's what keeps him happy. He is very happy go lucky and loves anyone. Although small, he still likes to be the big protector of the house. He hates when people yell and argue and barks his best to stop. He has so much spirit that we often forget that he's not a puppy anymore. He's also unusually small for his breed that we often think that he could be half chihuahua. If it wasn't for his bad eating habit, he would probably be a 6-7lb mini pin.
Forums Motto:
Rocky, don't eat that
I've Been On Dogster Since:
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Dogster Id:
177209
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August 16th 2005 12:04 pm
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So the other day I found a treasure again in that plastic thing in the kitchen. No one found it and no one was looking so I dubbed t a finders keepers trophy meal. Anyway, when I was finished I couldn't lay down straight and my stomach was soo huge that it could have fed me until I was up for looking around again. It was some good eating until mommy and daddy came home. !!! They walked into the kitchen and saw that I got into the plastic thingy and all of it was spilled all over the floor. As soon as they laid their eyes on it I knew they were mad so I ran into the other room hoping they wouldn't think it was me. I thought they wouldn't notice but I guess they did. I upset them. I knew I shouldn't have. I think it was their food they were saving because they got mad at me and put me in my crate.
Mommy...Daddy...if you're reading this- i'm sorry. I didn't mean to steal your food reserves in your plastic container with the bag. Please, I really am sorry.
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