Age: 18 Years Sex: Male Weight: 100+ lbs
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Leave a bone for Rommel
Rommelstilsken, Rommeldog, Rommie, Rom, Skeeter, Jerkface, Big Dog, Fatty, Fatgut, Furface, Stinkbutt, Cujo
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June 8th 1998
Well, I REALLY LOVE SNOW, and visiting with other dogs--play 'til you drop! It's also a lot of fun to chew up MooShu's bed and get stuffing and cedar chips all over the floor, cuz then the vacuum comes out and I get to practice my herding.
That guy from the electric company who comes to read the meter...Grrr! And don't put stupid hats on me at Christmastime unless you plan to let me chew on them afterwards.
Frisbee and/or tennis ball--thrown over and over and over and and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again...you get the idea.
Cheese--the smellier, the better! But really, anything YOU have, I WANT. I love to raid the garbage later for any leftovers too--don't say I didn't warn you. They feed me Chicken Soup for the Dog Lover's Soul though. Whatever---just FEED ME!!!
Through the woods to the splashy ponds, especially if we get to see a deer or two. Once I cut my paw on something in the pond and that had mom upset because I bled all the way home, but it was no big deal to me.
Exceptional ability to train humans to do my bidding, herder of all creatures great or small, and I do an excellent impression of Cujo at times. Oh, and I am a veritable Van Gogh of nose painting on windows.
Mom and Dad bought me from a crappy breeder. Not a terrible breeder, they visited some of those too and passed over those dogs, but not a good breeder either. They love me, but learned their lesson too and will make sure they only support educated breeders who care about the future of the breed, or they will adopt, like they did with Moo, Lucy, and Ruby.
I'm not very warm and fuzzy with strangers, but if you get to know me, I'm just a big softie.
Just don't come into my yard unannounced.
Always chasing tail
Uncle Brian. Once he scared me when I was younger and I kinda cornered him which was a big boost to my doggie ego, but now we're great friends.
Coolest thing to bark at:
The deer that come into the yard to eat apples--those are my apples! But this one time, I jumped to bark at the deer and broke the window. Mom and dad were not happy and they've found ways to make it harder to see the deer now.
Best snooze spot:
On the doggie bed in front of the fire. I lay close enough to bake the eyes right outta my head.
Once, when I was just a young pup, I slipped my lead, ran over to the neighbors', and jumped in their swimming pool. Oops. There was a cover on it, so I didn't know it was water! That was pretty dangerous, so I've never done any serious swimming since.
Most notable feature:
When they were handing out ears, I got an extra helping---these things are like satellite dishes. All the better to hear you with, so I can bark at you through the window.
I've Been On Dogster Since:
|November 30th 2005
||More than 11 years!
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December 21st 2005 3:46 pm
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Today I was out playing in the snow when I broke my dew claw. I tried to hide it from mom but she saw pink spots in the snow and made me come inside to rest it. I told her I just bumped it and I put ice on it right away so it will be okay....throw the ball one more time, ma!
She wasn't buying it. Inside I went. It's a wonder humans ever manage to get anything done.
December 3rd 2005 2:58 pm
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Oh Squeaky, how I miss you! Even after all these years,
nothing has filled the void. I wrote this for you the other day.
How your bumps massaged my gums!
I chewed on you, but we were chums
You made such a satisfying squeak
One day you fell silent, not even a 'peep!'
I tried to revive you by licking your nose
I felt such sorrow, right down to my toes
I'm man enough to admit I shed many a tear
For it was all my fault--I had bit off your ear!
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