Kevin


Basset Hound
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Home:Central Square, Cambridge, MA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 13 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Nicknames:
Levon, Kev-bo, Keh-vaw-on!, Levon-and-on-and-on, Levoninator, Baby Boy, Monkey Man, Le Snatch, Reebus, Boo Reebs, Kevin Federdog

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Quick Bio:
-mutt-pound dog

Likes:
to be curled up under a blanket next to someone, busting through glass windows, running away

Pet-Peeves:
being moved around while sleeping

Favorite Toy:
a black neighbor dog, his "little man" stuffed animal, his "loofa dog" toy

Favorite Food:
if it's edible, Kevin will eat it

Favorite Walk:
wherever there are people and other dogs

Best Tricks:
knocking people over to get outside, hurling himself through floor-level glass windows

Arrival Story:
I got Kevin at the pound for my Mom, because she had always wanted a Basset Hound. However, after a week of living with Kevin and his antics, my Mom brought him back to me. And I loved him so much I kept him for myself!

Forums Motto:
I think I'm people.

The Groups I'm In:
Basset Hound Mixes

I've Been On Dogster Since:
March 26th 2004 More than 10 years!

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Dogster Id:
21881


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Kevin's Diary


So...what's all this about moving again?

July 4th 2005 5:54 am
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One day I'm minding my own business, eating macaroni and snuggling with my foster parents...and the next day some lady I don't even know picks me up and takes me to Boston! She says she knows my mom, but we'll see about that. She called my mom last night to tell her I was in town, but my mom was out with friends. I hope she calls back this morning so we can get all of this straightened out. I'm excited to see my mom, though. I've gained a little weight from all of this macaroni I've been eating...so mom says she's going to put me on a diet and take me on long walks. That will be cool. The lady I'm staying with says that I'll only be here for a month or so while my mom finds an apartment where my sister, Maggie, and I can live with her. It'll be strange not to be the only dog again...but I don't think I'll mind.

I can't wait to see my mom today!

 

What's all this white stuff?

February 20th 2005 8:18 am
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Since moving to New Jersey, I've learned a lot about the North. Recently, I learned about this white stuff called "snow". Now, I don't even like to get my paws wet...let alone jump into a pile of cold white stuff to do my business. But I had to go. I had to go bad. And my foster mom kept telling me it would be OK, even though the piles in front of the house were way over my head. Slowly, I walked outside. Well, it wasn't really walking...it was more like pushing my way through the pile. Suddenly I got this rush of energy! I ran around the yard, but the snow was very, very deep. My foster mom said she could only see me when I jumped up for air. And when I was done playing, it felt great to go inside the warm house and snuggle up in a blanket. If you haven't tried it, I highly recommend getting your own pile of white stuff and playing in it. I wonder if my mom knows about it. Maybe I'll get her some next Christmas.

 

What I Did This Summer

September 12th 2004 3:01 pm
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I'm living in New Jersey for a year with a nice family who treats me as I should be treated--like a prince. My mom is in Massachusetts going to school for a year, so I'm getting a lovely vacation in the suburbs while she's working on her master's degree.

I really like it here. I have toys, a bed to sleep in, and that bratty sister of mine isn't here to take my bones away from me. I also get pasta to eat. Mom doesn't even do that. But I do miss her...and hopefully she'll come to visit me real soon. Of course, I'll act like I don't care to see her, but inside I'll be really happy she's back.

 
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