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Age: 11 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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Dozer Wozer Hozer Fozer Mozer Bozer, Little Man

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:

July 10th 2005

His kitties and cookies

Not being let in IMMEDIATELY when he wants in!!

Favorite Toy:
Anything his brother and sister are playing with

Favorite Food:
He loves his puppy food, cookies, and pretty much anything edible

Favorite Walk:
Around his yard

Best Tricks:
Singing and howling and telling stories

Forums Motto:
It's mine. Everything is mine. All mine.

I've Been On Dogster Since:
January 3rd 2006 More than 11 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Meet my family
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Loving Memory)
DottieTig TigCheebu
Two Socks (In
loving memory)
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SpazNorman BatesCallieRoxie

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Tough start, but I got through.

A new lease on life!!

September 29th 2013 1:13 pm
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So where do I begin? This year has been full of many unhappy moments for my moms. I January of 2013 I started having some pain in my back, moms took me to the vet and we did pills and acupuncture. But in February my back legs stopped working. Right to the emergency vets we went. At midnight I had back surgery for triple herniated disks. I had 13 staples down my back and they had shaved my hair. I was unable to control my bladder so I had to sleep on pee pee pads. Moms were very good at keeping me clean and dry and taking me outside to go potty. I was stubborn, or enjoying the attention too much that I really didn't start walking by myself for a few weeks. But I am much better now and can run and keep up with my siblings. I still get tired sometimes and now with the cold weather coming in I am a little achy. But I get really good massages to help with that. Moms say I am a miracle puppy that I am walking so great. I just have to remember to stop jumping off the couch. Moms get grumpy when I do.


Life is good!

August 11th 2007 12:13 pm
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Well here we are again, and life is even better. I think I own everything that is new and anything that one of my siblings is chewing on. I am still cute though. Mom gets frustrated with me cuzz I like to grab a mouthful of my big brothers fur and suck on it. Mom calls me a barnacle or sucky thing. But then I start the whole paw paw thing and she can't help but tell me how cute it is. Only my brother will put up with me. All my other siblings growl. I love to sing with the momma, and bark at the cats in the neighborhood. I love my new kitten, but she is also a sucky thing. But her choice is to suck on a toy. Good thing we do not need therapy, but I may make my mom crazy!! Haha!!


Not a good way to start your morning!

January 18th 2006 12:12 pm
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There I was cramped in a small space with my other 5 siblings, barely enough room to wiggle. But then something happens, mom is going into contractions but we can't get out. Things are going oh so wrong. Now we can't breath. Is this the way things are going to end for us? But wait.... I think I can hear something. Maybe I am just imagining things. I see a light. It's now cold. But somebody is rubbing my body with something soft. Hey I can breathe!!! I can breathe...what a wonderful feeling. There is still something not right though. What is that pain in my back paw? Something is crushing my paw. OWOWOWOW. My toes are missing. Something happened to my toes. How am I gonna be able to walk or run or even chase a ball? The doctor had clamped my toes in the tool when she was cutting my cord. I can tell she feels bad. But she is excited that I am okay otherwise. My other siblings where are they? 1,2,3,4....where is the fifth one? She laid motionless on the table. She wouldn't wake up. We were all bundled up and taken back to a farm. There were kids and cows and lots of room to play. I learned that if you are ever gonna make it, you gotta do things the hard way. I forced myself to learn to walk and found myself running to keep up with my family. Then one day, some people cam to see us. They said they drove a very long way to find us. Some long back country roads, over a river and past lots of cattle. They looked at all of us and then they held me for a bit. I noticed they had two dogs with them already and my dog momma was giving them "what for" for being on her farm. When the people that owned me explained my story the new people said that I would fit right in with their family. They had rescued many animals and even some with hard luck stories. I was excited to go. I wanted to see a big city. I rode in the front seat all the way to my new home. My new brother and sister wanted to play right away when we got there. Now I am the baby of the family and ALWAYS get my own way. I hear my moms talking of maybe a new puppy..a little girl for my sister to play with. I hope I am a good big brother.

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