Conan Hart

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Home:Las Pinas, NCR, Philippines  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 11 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Papa calls me "Sir Conan" because he said I'm the first knight of my late brother Don Puddy. Mom calls me "Conan, the destroyer" because I destroy everything. My second mommy calls me "Doogie Howser" and my aunt Arlene calls me "Baby Dog."

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:

August 27th 2005

chewing anything, picking leaves in the garden, stealing slippers, exploring new places, chasing maya birds and stray cats, jumping on beds or sofas, meeting new people, sleeping beside mommy, playing with other dogs, fighting other animals in the garden

being left alone, not getting what i want to chew, thunder, seeing the car leave without me

Favorite Toy:
empty plant pots , slippers, leaves

Favorite Food:
Ground Meat and Rice, Lactose free milk, Carrots (i think i was a rabbit in my past life), Crackers, Ice

Favorite Walk:
any place is great

Best Tricks:
I can open the sliding door at home by continuously boxing it, I can open doors using my claws

My name is Conan because I have red hair like Conan O' Brien and my last name is Hart because I have a heart on my forehead.

Forums Motto:
Conan, the destroyer

The Groups I'm In:
Philippine Beagles

I've Been On Dogster Since:
December 18th 2005 More than 11 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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PuddyAndyLa Bamba

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Late Night with Conan, the Destroyer

super hound

March 12th 2006 11:11 pm
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When my mommy came home this afternoon, she found me sniffing a certain spot near the fence in the garden. So she checked out what I was smelling and saw a huge rat outside the house and it was running away from the fence. Then mommy said "Yuck! Conan, that's gross."

Lunch time came and I devoured my meal in less than 5 minutes. Then mommy left me in the garden to poop. I found the huge rat again and barked and played with it a bit. When mommy heard me bark, she rushed outside and saw me intensely staring at the rat. Mommy told the old lady at home to kill the rat, which just stood still... maybe cause of fear or maybe it got hurt while I played with it.

As the old lady walked with a stick to where the rat was, mommy carried me and brought me inside the house. She said while pinching my nose, "Hound ka talaga, Conan (Conan, you're really a hound)!"

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