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Leave a bone for Solice
Nicknames: Solie, Puppins, Pup Pup, Kubbins, Snoppy, Beagus, Beaglet, Pupsicle, Sopling, Solly Pop, Paw Paw, Pup, Squeeker, Smop, The Solie Lama, Puppy Dog, Badling, Stumpkin, Squeekal Matter...
Doggie Dynamics:
Energy
sleepy
energetic
Intelligence
silly
genius
Friendliness
aggressive
affectionate
Playfulness
not playful
very playful
Disposition
anxious
calm
Quick Bio:
-mutt
Likes: Rubbing her face gently on house plants, her friend Draco, chasing squirrels, walks and hikes of course, silly time ("scrubbing the brains" or rolling on the ground making growly sounds), tummy rubs, playing chase, chewing on bones from the butcher
Pet-Peeves: Buzzy flies, tape stuck to her tail, tickling her toes, puppies licking at her lips
Favorite Toy: Squeeky toys. She kills them like she would a squirrel - rips their little squeekers out and punctures them so that they don't squeek anymore, and then rips all the fluffy stuffing "guts" out and spreads them all over the floor. Then she rolls in it.
Favorite Food: CHEESE! She's a cheese addict and knows the sound of just about any type of cheese wrapper (even cream cheese) and will come running into the kitchen from wherever she is to hopefully get a scrap of cheese.
Favorite Walk: Around "the circle." About a mile loop on dirt roads in the mountains near Katie's parents house. Lots of deer to chase.
Best Tricks: Sit and Dogs Out (or Dogs In, depending). In other words, none.
Arrival Story: I was hitch-hiking in Central Virginia one Christmas time and met a kid who told me his mom's dog (a harrier) had just had puppies. So I went and met the dogs (the lady turned out to be an alcoholic hillbilly with about ten dogs, not counting the five adorable puppies. She was insane, and a little scary, but good hearted.) I fell in love with all of them - they were so tiny that their eyes weren't even open. I picked a brown puppy, but the lady said "Nope, we's already decided to keep that one, pick a differn't one." So I picked the yellow one. I had to hang around that part of the country for eight weeks until the puppies were old enough, but it was worth it. Solice got her name once she was big enough to play, which was a couple of weeks after I met her.
Bio: Solice's "breed" is a Blue Ridge Squirrel Hound (I made it up cause she's a mutt.) She's very afraid of many things including flashlights, bubbles, thunder and cats that don't run away from her.
Forums Motto: Aww, Cute Pup!
I've Been On Dogster Since:
Sometimes I like to make whale noises when no one's home. I used to bark and howl a lot, and I know it really annoyed the neighbors but I don't care about them. Kit and Katie would record me barking and then play it back and say bad dog to the recorder, and I knew that they didn't like it when dogs barked, but I'd get so worried that I'd forget. Then I realized that I didn't need to bark so much because Katie got me a collar that squirted stinky citronella when I barked. So I figured out how to make noises that the collar didn't recognize, really high and really low frequencies. Imagine the sounds that whales make (I saw it on TV once, I think) and you'll know what I mean. Katie and Kit came home once and heard it and couldn't figure out what was making that sound until one night when I thought they'd left and I started making it. I was so embarrassed.
Now Katie's gone for lots of days at a time with her new job, and I don't bark very much even though the citronella collar broke when I went swimming in it. Now I just make whale sounds and the neighbors can't hear me. But I don't get as worried as I used to, either. I've finally realized that Katie will come home sooner or later.
Today when we went for a walk I was just sniffing a plant and Draco came over and peed on my head. It wasn't too bad, but then when we got home Katie gave me a bath! Geez. Not only are baths a little bit scary but now I smell like a human.
First things first; my person, Katie, is definately not my mom. My mom was a harrier named Sugaree. My dad was a big tan mutt named Roscoe. I know this. Katie is my friend. If Katie were my mom I'd be a human like her, and then I'd have school and work and all sorts of things to do when I'd rather just lie on my chair.
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