Beatrix Kiddo

Golden Retriever/Border Collie
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Home:Kansas City, MO  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 11 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Kiddo, THX1138, Humpy Humperson, Baby Sister, Kid-B

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

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Quick Bio:
-pound dog

March 15th 2005

SHOES! COOKIES! BELLY RUBS! sniffing Isobel's butt; sniffing the cat's butt; COOKIES! peeing on the new sod in the back yard;

having her face extracted from the cat's litter box

Favorite Toy:
KITTY! BUGS! ISOBEL! socks, underwear, mom's (not dad's) shoes

Favorite Food:
COOKIES! and whatever you're having, thank you very much

Favorite Walk:
to the park with the IZA

Best Tricks:
BSA (bachelor of the sitting arts); escaping from the kitchen - no babygate can hold her! Accomplished bacon thief and holiday cookie snatcher

Arrival Story:
apparently things were just a little too quiet around here, what with Isobel no longer eating kitchen walls or digging tunnels to China in the backyard - so off we went one hot Sunday afternoon to Wayside Waifs in search of the perfect puppy pal for our Smelly Belly. The place was full of families oohing and aahhing over a litter of black lab pups from which we'd intended on choosing our new girl. While I tried to pick one to take home, the husband wandered down to a deserted part of the cell block and found the saddest, loneliest little girl all by herself. We could tell she didn't feel good since she barely lifted her head when we talked to her and she had goo running out of her nose and eyes. Of course we fell for her immediately. She had a bit of an upper respiratory infection and was on antibiotics for that so we had to keep her away from Isobel for a few days - a nearly impossible task - but her energy level skyrocketed almost as soon as we got her home. After a week she's a completely different puppy: happy, full of beans and BITEY! We're very pleased that she is part of the family and Isobel is delighted to have a baby sister! the cat hates us.

I'm not sure how we got along before little Kiddo came into our lives - Isobel must have been so bored! Kiddo is the sweetest, most gentle dog i've ever encountered, unless you happen to be a rabbit, of course. She rarely barks unless she's really, really excited and then she makes a noise that can only be described as part Herschel Krustovsky, part Selma Bouvier saying "Ooo Ooo Aahhhh". the kid is isobel's #1 wrestling buddy and has even managed to take her down once or twice with her signature "I'mgonnabiteyourjowlflapsuntilyou sayuncle" move.

Forums Motto:
Nice shoes, may i bite them?

The Groups I'm In:
♥All Fur Fun♥, AnimaLimpix 2008, President Isabel's Animal Abuse Commission, The Isabel White House, The K-9 Cafe

Bestest Jedi Poopmaster:
Outlaw Rosie Wales

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

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To the Doghouse by Virginia Woof (aka B. Kiddo)

musca domestica linnaeus

April 28th 2006 5:41 pm
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if you buzz onto my porch
your fate, consider it sealed
for sup on you i shall
like a canine renfield


March Sadness

March 18th 2006 4:25 am
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i made up a fun new game last night - mom's team lost in the first round of the stupid basketball tournament again so she told dad she had to go sulk for a couple of hours in the tub. i felt sorry for her and tried to cheer her up by engaging isobel in a rousing game of bite the bubbles. when that didn't work, i retrieved one of the rawhides from our stash under the bed - a particularly gnarly, hairy one, i might add - returned to the bathroom and - plop - dropped it in the tub. this elicited such a delightful scream from mom that when she threw the nasty thing out of the room, i brought it back and did it again. plop. scream. retrieve. plop. scream. retrieve. eventually the rawhide got a little gooey and mom tried to throw it into the trash can from the tub (she missed, of course - because you see she, like Kansas, cannot make a basket to save her life). retrieve. plop. scream.


zippers first, then the world...bwah ha ha ha haaaaa

February 11th 2006 5:07 am
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boy was dad mad at me yesterday - when he came down the stairs to leave for work, he noticed that i had removed quite a bit of stuffing from one of the cushions on the new couch and strewn it all about the living room - alright, so i made a mess, i just don't see what all the hollering was about - isobel and i de-stuff tons of toys and they don't seem to mind a bit. anyway, i figured it was cratesville for me that day so i just went in without waiting for dad to give me the signal. when mom got home, she and dad looked at the cushion more closely and discovered that somehow i had managed to unzip the zipper and pull the stuffing out without damaging the zipper or the cushion - amazing! they just re-stuffed it and zipped it back up - no problem here - dad examined both my front paws to see if i was growing an opposable thumb. now if i could only master that stupid hook and eye contraption they've got on the door to the cat room...CATPOOPAPALOOZA!

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