 Photo Comments | Home:Los Angeles/west Hollywood, CA | Age: 10 Years Sex: Male Weight: 26-50 lbs
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Leave a bone for Bailey

Nicknames: Hmmm... there's a bunch... Mr. Beagle, Baileyboo, Cuddles, Kisses, Fluffy, Kitten...I am very confused. No wonder I never come when anyone calls me.

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 Quick Bio:
 Likes: The chick that lives with me... and hiking Runyon Canyon, playing fetch at the dog park, sleeping on my mom's pillow when she's not home, oh, and eating. EATING, EATING, EATING!

Pet-Peeves: I hate it when people blow in my face, or really when they blow in general. But if you do blow on me, I do the cutest howl.

Favorite Toy: My pink pig that makes an oinking noise, wait, that's my mom's. Mine is a boring yellow tennis ball that I stole from my neighbor's patio. I have a whole basket full of colorful and interesting toys, but I prefer this stupid yellow tennis ball.

Favorite Food: I will eat/drink anything... even fruit. The other day my mom sat a cup of coffee on the coffee table and went into another room, and when she came back, I was on my hind legs lapping up her Dunkin Donuts coffee. I was very hyper the rest of the day.

Favorite Walk: Runyon Canyon (it's off leash and there's so much to sniff). It takes us FOREVER to complete a lap. Thank God my mom bought an ipod.

Best Tricks: Uh...I can lay. And howl. My mom took me to puppy classes, but the trainer came dressed as a clown and brought tunnels to crawl through and fences to jump over. Once she decided that I wasn't going to be a circus dog, we left. Tricks are overrated.

Arrival Story: During my mom's junior year of college, this guy she was dating bought her a Beagle puppy for her 21st birthday. Worst gift ever! She lived in a one bedroom apartment on the beach in Santa Monica (that didn't allow pets mind you) and this freak gives her a puppy. She tried to pawn me off on her parents back east by giving them a surprise gift. They didn't enjoy the gift too much, so I came back to LA with her. She tried to give me away, but then she looked at my long floppy ears and big brown eyes and she couldn't go through with it. The guy is history, but I'm three now, and my mom's best friend in the world.

Bio: I'm bigger than any Beagle anyone else has ever seen. My mom tells people that I'm from Ireland. That always seems to work when they ask..."Is that a Beagle?"

Forums Motto: When's dinner?

I've Been On Dogster Since:
| August 11th 2005 |
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More than 6 years! |

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id: 180626

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