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Leave a bone for Happy

Nicknames: "Happity-Bappity"

Doggie Dynamics:
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 Quick Bio:
 Birthday: July 20th 2003
 Likes: Attention, attention, attention... food is okay

Pet-Peeves: When her sister Lola gets attention, being ignored

Favorite Toy: anything and everything that we'll let her play with!

Favorite Food: Sweet Potato

Favorite Walk: Kelly Point Park

Best Tricks: Jumping and catching a frisbee while doing flips in the air.

Forums Motto: If it smells, I'll roll in it!

The Groups I'm In:
♥All Fur Fun♥, FANCYPANTS CAFE, Australian Cattle Dogs, Corgi Love, Double Cattle Trouble, Frisbee Dogs, ~~~~OREGON DOG LOVERS!!!!~~~~

I've Been On Dogster Since:
| October 30th 2005 |
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More than 6 years! |

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id: 214405

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November 9th 2005 11:57 pm
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It's true, I'm a happy little spaz (hence my name.) But I finally made the time to sit, stay, and dictate a diary entry to my human.
I have big news. I mean, this is major. But keep it on the down-low because it's kind of a secret operation, you know what I mean? I have found a way out of the yard. When my humans aren't looking, I sneak behind the shed to a break in the fence... and I'm Freeeee as a Biiiirrrddd.... I snuck out this afternoon, and it was actually a while before anyone noticed *snickers*. I decided that just sneaking out wasn't enough to satisfy my need for thrill-seeking. So just to add some extra excitement I rolled in a big pile of poo down the street. I guess I can't help it... when I smell poo I just have to roll in it. Must be because I'm a herding dog. Anyway, by the time my humans found me I smelled like a sewer. It was all fun and games until...
Dad threw me in the bath tub! Boy did I hate all that smelly dog shampoo. Why'd they have to go spoil all my fun? After I got out of the tub I felt ridiculous. What a buzz-killer.
Must go now... have frisbees to catch and and attention to get.
-Happy "The Hapster"
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