Nicknames: Veda Potada, VP, Potato Head, Beda, Beda Carotene, Munchie, Little Angel, Cutie-Patutie, Ding Ding, Monkey Butt...It doesn't really matter what you call her, because she can't hear you anyways!
Birthday: December 16th 2002
Likes: I like most to be right next to my mom. I follow her so closely that she trips over me all the time. I also love going for car rides, sitting shotgun, and sticking my head out the window. I love the way the wind feels flapping through my big jowels.
Pet-Peeves: I don't like when strange people try to touch my head. I will duck down as I see their hand approaching, but they don't get it and keep trying anyways. If people would pet under my chin, I'd be much more comfortable!
Favorite Toy: My absolute favorite toy is a long, bungie type thing in the shape of one of those little weiner dogs. I love to pick it up, shake it around, and pretend that I'm tough. I also like when Steve pretends he's a dog and plays king of the bed with me!
Favorite Food: My favorite food is whatever my people are eating. But what really makes me drool is Wasabi Peas, Bananas, and String Cheese! I also like to eat what the little boy next door is eating. He's just my size, so whatever food he's holding is fair game!
Favorite Walk: My favorite place to walk is at the park. There are lots of geese and squirrels to chase after. My mom won't take me off my leash though. If I do happen to run too far, she moves her mouth a lot and waves her arms all over the place. She looks weird.
Best Tricks: My people move their hands in different ways which lets me know when to come, sit, or lay down. They always give me a treat or smile and pet me when I do this, so I guess it's a good thing.
Arrival Story: I was working at a dog grooming shop at the time, and one of the other groomers had four boxers at home. Well, one day, when Cheyenne (the mom) was in heat, the groomer's husband was napping on the couch, and Chief (the dad), took advantage of the lack of supervision. A few months later, she had a litter of 10. I went to visit them a few days after they were born and just absolutley fell in love with the littlest one, she looked like a little, white mouse. By the time 8 weeks came, my little mouse progressed into a little, pink piglet, she hardly had any hair! I took her home for good, it was the best decision I ever made. She brings so much laughter and joy to my life and others.
Bio: About 2 weeks after I brought her home, my family and I noticed that she wasn't responding to her name, didn't wake up to any loud noises, and didn't run from the vacuum cleaner the way the other dogs did. After a vet check, we realized that Veda was born deaf. Supposedly, the white pigment gene in a dog can also carry the deaf gene. And Veda got it! I didn't care though, I was already in love, and this just made her that much more special. Through much love, patience, consistency, and the help of my family and Tucker's mom (visit his page), we trained her basic obedience with hand signals.
I was diagnosed with hemangioma. It started as what my mommy thought was an under eye stain from my tears. However, it turned a scaly, patchy, scabby looking red an black lesion. It extended from the corner of my left eye, to half way down my muzzle and was spreading quickly. I had to see the vet a few times and finally the specialist. Nobody knew what it was. After a biopsy it was finally diagnosed. Benign, phew!!
But the doc said I still needed to get the entire thing removed incase it spread to my eye lids. I'm already deaf, so I didn't want to go blind too!! The doc said it was probably from my being white and having a lot of sun exposure. He said no more sun. I was like, "Doc, no way. I'm addicted to sun bathing. I used to live in San Diego for crying out loud!" I used to wear sunscreen, but found it quite tasty, so it didn't last long on my face. He said I need to wear sunscreen from now on, and no more excuses!
Check out my scars! I think it makes me look tough. Mom still thinks I'm the prettiest girl ever. We're just going to tell everyone I kicked a pit bull's A**!
All you white dogs out there, make sure you wear your sunscreen or you're going to have to get poked, prodded, cut, and sewn back together. Be careful!
My Mom got a package in the mail yesterday. She started jumping up and down, acting like a nut! She opened it and... it was just a piece of paper. I don't know what could possibly be so exciting about a piece of paper. You'd think she just won a lifetime supply of chocolate. She waved it in front of my face so I could see what the fuss was all about...it said AKC Good Citizen Certificate, with my name on it, big and bold! I tried to tell Mom that it was only a piece of paper, no big whoop, but she insisted we put it on the fridge. I mean jeez, if it really is that big a deal, she better atleast get a frame for it. I worked hard for that darn thing, so it's the least she could do!
Saturday, November 12, was the biggest day of my life so far. For that was the day I passed the AKC Canine Good Citizen exam! A couple of weeks ago we had a pre-test session and did a run through of the 10 components they were going to test me on. I kind of had a hard time understanding what was going on since I was in a weird gymnasium with strange dogs, and Mom was acting all nervous whenever it was my turn to perform. My brother, Tucker, and his mom were there too. I hadn't seen him in a long time and I was so excited to play with him again! It was just so hard to focus. I know I wasn't doing what she wanted, I could see it in her eyes. I just didn't understand what she was signing to me. She threw some new signals in there that I hadn't seen for a long time, so I forgot what they meant...can ya blame me!! I'm just dog ya know, and dogs make mistakes too! When we got home, I just layed down and slept all day. It was a long, exhausting day, I felt so bad, and I could tell that mom felt bad too. But later that night we snuggled together and watched t.v., so I felt better.
During the week we kept practicing some of the exercises that I didn't get the first time. It was hand signal after hand signal after hand signal, all week long! But all Mom had to do was give me some treats and I picked it up right away! I'm a sucker for those little steak bite things!
Tensions were running high on the big day though. Mom was running all over the house trying to get our stuff together. Before we got there, Mom treated me to half of her bagel and cream cheese, and I just knew it was going to be a good day. When we got there, I sniffed around with the other dogs and knew that they were feeling just as nervous as I was. Even Tucker, my bigger, and only minutes older, brother was nervous. He kept jumping on me and wanting my attention. He's usually so cool and tough, but today he really needed my support, and I needed his.
As each dog went through their test, Mom made me watch them to pick up a few last minute tips. And finally it was my turn, at first my stomach was in knots and mom had that look in her eyes. I did a quick mental rundown off all the signs she had taught me. As I went through step by step, it just kept getting easier and easier. Before I knew it, we were on the final step, and of course it was a total breeze. I passed with flying colors and even got a cool medallion to wear on my necklace! Tucker passed too! (See Tucker in My Pals)
When we got home, Mom and I took a nice, long nap together on her bed. Later that night, Mom, Steve, and I went over to see the little boy next door because he was having a birthday party. I had so much fun! I know Mom was bragging about my big accomplishment because people kept coming over to me to shake my paw. I didn't mind the attention though. I played with the little boy and his little friends all night long. It was a blast, and I even got to have some cake and eat it too!! What a perfect day!