Nicknames: Syd, Stinky-pie, Sydster, Snuggy-snork, Barky Growlington, Little Smoodge, Girley, Crazy-Doggy, Fluffy-puff, Sydney Underfoot, Super-pup (poor Syd - she's going to have identity issues!)
Birthday: October 12th 2004
Likes: Other dogs, going for runs, chasing leaves, "puppy hugs", sleeping on your feet (with her BONY elbows!), learning new things, playing with Seamus-cat, and anything that squeaks
Pet-Peeves: Loud children 'cause they are SCARY, and peas 'cause they're YUCKY
Favorite Toy: meaty bones... and squeaky toys... and my kong... and squeaky toys... and nylabones... and squeaky toys... and my I-qube... did I mention squeaky toys?
Favorite Food: Fresh meat (boiled chicken, leftover steak, sirloin burgers - if it is meat I love it!), and carrots, and mashed sweet potatoes, and pumpkin
Favorite Walk: Any running or hiking, going to the beach, any walk where she sees another pooch
Best Tricks: Wave hello/goodbye, jump through a hoop, agility tunnel, wait, shake (both paws), high-five, roll over, "touch", sit up, stand-tall, back up, and ringing a bell to go outside
Arrival Story: Syd was originally homeless in Georgia and was turned in to a "kill" shelter and ended up death row. (Can you believe with this face no one scooped her up??? Me neither!) She was saved by NJ Collie Rescue and Referral, brought up to NJ, and I found her on PetFinder. I pestered the rescue society ceaselessly about how much we wanted to add her to our family. I was then told we were in the final 3 families under consideration. After a couple more days of anxiety we were notified that we were selected as her adoptive family, and here we are! BIG thanks to NJCR&R for all the wonderful work they do!
Bio: When we first brought Syd home she was very itchy... turned out to be Demodex mange. It took months to clear up (and lots of big vet bills!), but we finally got it under control. She's nearly a year old (update: she's 2 1/2 now!), and is a constant joy. Let's be honest - she's a challenge too! With a smart girl like her I have to keep her well exercised and mentally challenged. But the bottom line is that I can't imagine my life without her.
Today I'm 5 years old... WOW! Can you believe it? So much has changed since I was a pup. I moved from Georgia to New Jersey and found a home. I've been to all sorts of classes, on lots of long walks and hikes, taken a vacation or two, learned some agility, and got a baby brother.
I also found Dogster, and have made so very many wonderful pals. Thanks to all of you for your friendship, love, support, and for sharing your knowledge, experience, joys, and stories with me and my mom.
Here's hoping the next 5 years are as wonderful as my first. I look forward to spending them with you all!
PS - if you're wondering, mom and I had fun at the race on Saturday. We finished in the middle of the pack (mom's slow) and the weather was perfect: cool, with no sun, so I didn't overheat and didn't have to wear any stupid sunscreen. There's a photo of us from the race... you can barely see me b/c I'm behind the other lady's leg, but that was me and mom "making our move". As they took that photo we were passing the other lady - we zoomied past them and sprinted the rest of the way to the finish line. WHEEE!!!!!
Well, we haven't been training as much as in years past, but tomorrow is... RACE DAY! Mom and I will be running in the annual Hounds and Harriers 5K race, raising funds for St. Hubert's Animal Shelter.
Each year this race raises over $10,000 to help homeless animals, promote animal welfare, and perform animal-related community outreach. Plus it is lots of fun! They have a Paws From The Past race, for senior pups who can't run the whole race any more, and special awards for different categories including small dog, large dog, rescue/shelter dog, etc. And hoomans can't run in the race unless they have a doggy running partner. How cool is that?!?!
And this year (for the first time!) Daddy is going to come watch us race, along with baby Colin! The only downer is that there's a good chance it will be raining tomorrow. Mom and I don't care, but that won't be much fun for daddy and Colin.
Here's hoping for no rain tomorrow, and another successful fundraising event.
This morning mom was up, rushing around as usual, trying to do three things at once. She got up, emptied the dishwasher while making coffee, got dressed while coffee was brewing. Took me outside while the toast was cooking. Held and comforted the baby while setting out her vitamins... all the usual chaos. Then she sat down to feed the baby and eat her breakfast.
Mom's breakfast was coffee and toast with soybutter, plus her vitamins. (Soy butter is like peanut butter, but safe for my daddy who is allergic to peanuts.) The baby was nursing, and mom had taken about 2 bites of her breakfast when... *gaak* *gaak-gakk* *GAAAK* ... mommy was choking. Not just a little sputtering and coughing, but really truly choking. She could cough out a teeny bit, but a blob of soy-butter-toast was stuck in her throat and she couldn't get any air in. None at all.
I ran upstairs as fast as I could and did my best to wake daddy up. I made sure that I let him know how urgent it was... not my usual "I kinda have to pee" way of waking him up, but frantic. I couldn't get daddy to wake up, but thankfully mom made it to the kitchen and was able to get some water and clear her throat. But she was scared. Really, truly terrified.
It wasn't until mom went upstairs and explained what happened to daddy that he realized what I had been trying to do. I was trying to get daddy to come and help save mommy! Mom was so impressed she said I was like Lassie, but daddy said "No, Syd is better than Lassie!"
So just in case you were wondering... I"m better than Lassie. WOW! That is the best compliments daddy has ever given me. I'm so proud!!
Wags, from the pup who is "better than Lassie"