Age: 11 Years Sex: Female Weight: 11-25 lbs
|Home:Vancouver, BC, Canada ||[I have a diary!] |
Leave a bone for Sakura
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August 31st 2005
Stuffed kongs, riding in the car on Mommy's laps, belly rubs, playing fetch, playing with other dogs
Being woken up during her nap, getting her nails cut, getting her ears cleaned, toys stuck under the couch
Mr. Elephant (RIP); Mr. Ducky (RIP); Meow the Cat (on life support at the moment)
fresh baked goodies from big dog little dog bakery
"What do boys do Sakura?"
Mommy has been researching for a puppy for several weeks and have decided on the name Sakura. Mainly considering a small apartment-sized puppy. She called several places, looked online and visited pet shelters, and finally came across a stud-breeder looking for homes for her pups. Sakura was 7 weeks old when she came home. She has been kept companied with by her older brother and a younger brother.
Sakura is as soft as a button and playful like a jackhammer on steroids.
I have to play!
I've Been On Dogster Since:
|November 9th 2005
||More than 11 years!
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
December 9th 2005 3:37 pm
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Sakura sits and waits patiently in the kitchen as Mom and Dad waves goodbye in the morning. She listens carefully for the key to turn and footsteps to ensure that Mommy nor Daddy is standing on the other side of the door listening back in. Sakura tippy-toes to the door and place her ears next to it to double-check. When Mommy and Daddy leaves for work, the petcarrier kennel transforms to a PetTimeSpace Transporter.
A message was intercepted earlier through Sakura's purple stuffed bone toy. Mommy has left behind some greenies and it is up to Sakura, the superpuppy, to decipher codes and maps to get to them.
With no time to lose, Sakura takes a sip of water and shakes herself up to get ready for the journey ahead. She jumps into the PetTimeSpace Transporter and puts in the coordinates. "It couldn't be that far," Sakura tells her trusty side-kick, Mr. Elephant, "I can almost smell it already."
The computer calculated a short trip taking Sakura, the superpuppy, to a nearby familiar planet. As soon as the PetTimeSpace Transporter landed, Sakura and Mr. Elephant leaps out. "It's here! I know it!" Sakura exclaimed, "Let's get our noses revved up, Mr. Elephant, this is a sniff and snatch mission."
Sakura and Mr. Elephant carefully trot along in the lush green grass covering this planet. They hear echos of birds chirping through the tall bushes that surround their path. Sakura looks up and sees a familiar green bone sticking up among the grass just down the hill. Sakura's ears perk up."There's no time to lose, Mr. Elephant," Sakura picks up Mr. Elephant and toss him up over her shoulder, "You better hang on!" Mr. Elephant agrees with a rumble.
With not even a second lost, in two leaps and a hop, Sakura lands at the bottom of the hill on top of the mountain of greenies.
As Sakura enjoys her findings, the purple stuffed bone toy alerted to superpuppy in its monotone-digitalized voice: 'Mom and Dad returning in 30 minutes.' Sakura barks as she was startled from the sudden message and then growls at her disbelieve. "We better get back to the PetTimeSpace Transporter, Mr. Elephant!" she tells her side-kick who is lost underneath the greenies. "Nnmmrrow!" replies Mr. Elephant. Sakura picks him up and a Greenie for the trip, and runs back to the PetTimeSpace Transporter. "Computer, bring me and Mr. Elephant home," she barks. The computer obeyed the commands and takes off heading for home.
"It's a well-spent day, Mr. Elephant," Sakura tells Mr. Elephant in her sleepy voice. She yawns and settles into the PetTimeSpace Transporter as it transform back into a petcarrier kennel.
Author's note: Sakura is a very well-adjusted puppy who enjoys ankle-biting and face-licking. She is accounted to be quite mischievous and sneaky on several occasions. Most events represented in the entry are from the writer's creativity.
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