Photo Comments Age: 22 Years Sex: Female Weight: 26-50 lbs
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May 5th 1991
Scratch my belly. Look into my eyes.... and scratch my belly....
Billy. When he's got a cookie and I don't, I get quite miffed. Actually, I just get miffed at Billy just because he's there.
I'm not so into toys. Unless you count scratching Mom's arm until she rubs my belly.
Beef jerk. Edame are good, too. So is top sirloin.
Around the block. I'm an old lady. I don't like to venture too far from home.
If I roll over, I bet I can get you to scratch my belly in 2 minutes or less!
I lived with my Dad for a long time, until this new lady came into our house. She seemed to really like Dad, and since she liked to rub my belly, I really liked her. She took care of my Dad when he was sick (some sort of surgery or something), and then when she had knee surgery, I let her rub my belly. The belly has healing powers, and she got better fast. Then she and Dad got married, and I got to be the flower girl! Now my Mom gives me beef jerky all the time.
*whew. What a summer. Ben got sick (I could tell, as Mom and Dad had to put diapers on him... poor guy), had surgery, and spent a week with me in a hospital. It sucked, but would have sucked more if Ben hadn't been there. I had to keep him calm, and that kept me occupied. Because I REALLY DON"T LIKE HOSPITALS. Thankyouverymuch. Apparently, I had a kidney infection this summer that almost killed me; my kindeys almost totally shut down, and I had to get an IV, an all sorts of tests, and nasty things. No fun.
But, with antibiotics, my 17 year old kidneys seems to rebound. I'm not perfect, and Mom won't let me sneak steak from her anymore (in fact, she's put me on this really BLAND tasting low-protein food.... yeah, it's canned food, which is cool, but the puppy food tastes WAY better). I also have to get 100 mL of fluids Every Day. Which means that Mom has to stick me with a REALLY BIG needle, and I get a drip out of an IV bag. No Fun!!!
Still, I guess it's okay. Fiona, the wild puppy (what were Mom and Dad thinking?!? I am an OLD LADY.... this 20 week old 35 lb. dog is Too Much - I'd actually like to play with her - which is new for me - but she FLATTENS me!) is cute, and warm to sleep next to, but wants to play more than I can handle (and she's too big for me - I'm 17 lbs, and 17 years old.... I should be napping in the sun all day!). Still, I'm glad to have another doggie to curl up to at night.
I miss Ben. He was sick, and got cranky near the end, but we were buddies; we'd sleep together in the big dog bed (or even in the hospital), and I always was happy with that. I knew he was sick, and I knew that he wouldn't be around for ever, but I miss him. Sometimes I look for him, even though I know he's with Billy, across the Rainbow Bridge. And I know they'll meet me there, but I still miss Ben. It's good to have Fiona, no matter how much she knocks me down when we play.
I'm SO pretty!
I've Been On Dogster Since:
|August 28th 2005
||More than 7 years!
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