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Age: 10 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 1-10 lbs

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   Leave a bone for Freefall

The Poop, Poop Face, Crazy Eye, Obbie Noxious

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:

September 26th 2005

Everything. He's the happiest puppy I've ever seen!

Not getting enough attention. He always wants to be held. He has horrible table manners... it floors him that people can eat something and not give him any! We have to eat dinner with long pants on to avoid having our legs torn to shreds!

Favorite Toy:
Uncle Bailey, his owner (our golden retriever mix). They've been together all of Freefall's life and are the best of friends. He also likes all of Uncle Bailey's toys, even though they're as big as he is.

Favorite Food:
Kleenex. Does that count?

Favorite Walk:
Walk? Are you kidding? If he didn't have to get to the food dish, he would never leave a person's lap!

Best Tricks:
You can say "Ignore me!" and he'll totally do it. If left alone with an 8 pack of toilet paper he could most likely consume the whole thing in under 5 minutes.

Arrival Story:
Bailey gets watched during the day by my aunt, who shows and breeds shih tzus. One of her females had a litter of puppies in September while Bailey was there. He stepped in, trying to clean them and licking them to try and stimulate them... he was a natural midwife! As the puppies got older, one in particular was really fond of Bailey. They played together all the time and it was amazing how gentle this 40 pound dog (still a puppy himself!) always was with these teeny tiny little puppies. Freefall caught our eye from the day he was born. He had great markings, nice structure and as it started to grow out, a nice thick coat. Unfortunately, one of the ligaments in his left eye is longer than the other, giving him the 'crazy eye'. He'll get surgery eventually to correct this, but it keeps him from being show quality. So now, instead of adopting Freefall out to a family, my aunt felt it was only right to give Freefall to Bailey.

Freefall got his name when he was three days old. A lot of breeders have different methods of naming their puppies and my aunt goes alphabetically. She's been doing this for a REALLY long time (all my life I think!), so she's already gone completely through the alphabet and is now on the double letters. Freefall was part of the double F's. I went to check in on the puppies while she was away at a dog show and went in and did a head count. There were four puppies, which would have been fine if there were only four puppies to start with, but there weren't. There should have been five. I panicked, going through the pen over and over again and one puppy was definitely missing. I finally heard a tiny squeak on the other side of the room and got down on my hands and knees on the floor and followed the squeaks until I ended up at a rug that was crumpled up against the wall. I picked it up and there he was. He had managed to get out of the nursery box (most likely he kept nursing while his mom jumped out of the box... they aren't very coordinated, but they have great suction!), then he slipped through the bars of the pen, which is about a foot off the ground (hence the name, Freefall), and crawled all the way across the kitchen.

Forums Motto:
Rotten little Shiht...zu!

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Let's play a name game!

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Freefall's first Christmas with us:

I've Been On Dogster Since:
January 17th 2006 More than 10 years!

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Home at last!

I think I found my mind again!

February 17th 2007 8:56 am
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Mom said a while ago that I've lost my mind, but I think I've found it now. I don't know when or where, but I'm assuming I probably ate it, cuz that's what I do with everything I find.

We've been getting along much better lately. I've been remembering to pee AND poop in my box and she's been letting me sit in her lap again. There's a 'no dogs on the new couches' policy in our home now since we did such a number on the old ones, but I have a way around that. When the humans sit down, I jump onto their laps being very careful that my feet don't touch the couch. Ha Ha... I'm not so dumb!

Today is a nice day. It's very pretty outside. Bailey Bumps keeps trying to trick me into going outside with him. I keep falling for it too. He runs away, so I chase him and suddenly, I'm outside! Ewww, I hate outside!!! My paws get dirty, it's sometimes wet and there's this green squishy stuff they call 'grass' that just really grosses me out. I wish Bailey would get it through his head that I'm not into gross stuff. I'd much rather sit around the house, watching tv and eating Kitty Roca.


Poop training 101

February 9th 2007 6:48 am
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Mom's been so mad at me lately. Apparently I haven't been pooping in the right spot. But I've got such a short memory, I don't remember where the RIGHT spot is! I've tried pooping on the carpet. No, not right, Bad dog Freefall. On dad's laptop computer. Bad dog. In the basket with the clean laundry? No, no, no, bad Freefall! In mom's shoe? (And that one took some skill, believe me!) NO! So last night I tried the unthinkable. I pooped on the potty pad. You'll never believe what happened! Mom scooped me up and took me back to the poop. I ducked my head and put my tail between my legs. Mom put me right in front of the poop and made me look at it. And she petted me!

"That's a GOOD BOY Freefall! What a good boy, you went poop on the potty pad! Good boy!!!" And she gave me lots and lots of love and my tail went crazy and I jumped all over her. Then my furless brothers came out to see and THEY started calling me a good boy and petting me all over and I was so so happy!

I sure hope it sticks in my head that even though it's called a POTTY pad, you're supposed to POOP on it too!



May 15th 2006 2:30 pm
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We drove in the car this weekend. We drove and drove and drove. Then we got to a spot. It must've been a good spot, cuz we stopped. There were other people there, but no houses. Lots of cars though. Cars even bigger than ours that had beds and kitchens. And bags. These huge bags that people go in and out of. Mom called them tents. I call them bags. Mom and Dad set up our bag and we went in... all of us and went to sleep. Like I said, they're REALLY big bags! Then we got up and went to the beach. It was really fun. Even the big water that jumps on you. It was a lot of fun, but next time I'll have to remember not to pee in the bag... it gets you in trouble!

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