Halley Comet

Labrador Retriever/Doberman Pinscher
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Age: 17 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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The Fuzz, Birdy, Booger, FatDog, Baby Girl

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:
-mutt-pound dog-dog rescue

December 17th 1999

Cheese, stuffed toys (or anything destroyable) meat, naps, swimming, steak cheesers & new collars

hot air balloons, cats, baths, sleeping on the floor

Favorite Toy:
"The Baby"-- a pink squeaky ball from Christmas that goes w/us EVERYWHERE

Favorite Food:
Natural Balance Potato & Duck (dog) pizza (human)

Favorite Walk:
To the mailbox!

Arrival Story:
We found Halley throuh F.A.I.R., a rescue organization in Tucson, AZ, which takes dogs from the pound and places them in foster care until they can be adopted. Before her time in the pound, Halley was badly starved and afraid of people. We adopted her when she was 5 months old.

In November 2005, Halley had two surgeries after being diagnosed with stage-2 mastocytoma. Her last surgery involved 17 staples and left her with a permanent scar. She wants to remind other doggies to please get any and all lumps checked out right away! Halley supports the University of Arizona Wildcats, the Denver Broncos and the Arizona Diamondbacks.

I've Been On Dogster Since:
March 15th 2004 More than 12 years!

I Was In The:
2005 Valentine's Day Party!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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A Life in Fur

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August 1st 2005 3:58 pm
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I am the Barkslope.com Dog of the Month for August 2005. Check me out at http://barkslope.com/dogofthemonth.html

Gotta jet...


9.28.04 - They call this a vacation?

September 28th 2004 8:24 pm
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So, my parents went away for the weekend, leaving me in a 6x8 cage with nothing but the troublemaker for company. The so-called "Petshotel" at PetsMart is nothing but a tease, a ruse for those less intelligent, of less discerning tastes, than I. At first I was thrilled that they were taking me to PetsMart, where derriere-sniffing and treats abound, where I can yank my mom around to my heart's content. But - a slight steer to the left, large glass doors...what is this? I dug my heels into the ground, fighting against the injustice of it all.

My little brother, simple as he is, recognized my fear and responded with a sympathetic tail placed between his legs. A fat lot of good that did me. And then I was off -- dragged through the locked doors and into a kennel that is far beneath my dignity. Don't they *know* that I do not sleep on the floor, that I do not accept treats that aren't up to par, that I do not like to share space with my own feces? It was a maddening torture, broken only by the twice-daily walks that allowed me a glimpse into the civilized world.

But they returned, my mom and dad, and not a moment too soon. Finally, I was whisked back home, where mom immediately recognized how unhappy I was with the smells I'd acquired over the past few days. I had a glorious bath in apple-scented shampoo, and retired to my place on the couch with a large greenie to clean any remaining bacteria from my teeth. I chased my brother around the house to ensure that he understood we were no longer equals, despite having shared a similar fate in the past few days. Finally, I jumped into my freshly-laundered bed, the one my parents are always trying to climb into (don't they know it's mine???) and drifted off, glad that the world, once again, had righted itself.

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