Age: 9 Years Sex: Male Weight: 51-100 lbs
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Leave a bone for Jay Hawkeye
Fatty, baby peanut /my baby dog/ peanutty peanut.....mommies little baby dog, pooper...smelly cat when I fart...
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July 20th 2004
Mommy, David, . Dog park people..my people brother Eddie...! All his toys...swimming without his life jacket, he can swim so fast now his lil' sister doesn't even bother going to get the ball.......truck rides, going for walks...and visiting grandma!
Not getting what he wants, well after the 4th of July he hates fireworks! When mommy touches his butt, blowing air in his face...and his mommy sneezing. His sister stealing the best place on the couch by mom...before he can.
His big rubber froggy, bones, his blankies, or anything my sister hasn't chewed the stuffing out of!
Pineapple yogurt and grilled steak , ice cream, lil' smokies. Strawberries....watermelon.
Raccoon River dog park.....farmers market on Thursday's and Saturday mornings!
Kissing kissing kissing...I'll kiss for whatever I want. Smiling, hugging.
Mommie remodeled our house, and lived alone, she needed a companion. She drove 90 miles away and thought she was just goin' to be lookin' at a dog. She talked to the breeders for awhile, then she picked me up, I was so much bigger than the other puppies...She choose me thinking I was the last of my litter. She was wrong, I have just been a big puppy since day one. I am crazy about her. Honestly, I don't even like to be anywhere I can't see her...well except my kennel, I love my kennel..she has it right by the register so it's all toasty and warm. It's got all my favorite blankies and toys in it. I am straight across from my sisters kennel so we get to talk all day. She puts me above everything she used to do..I mean I like to go to bed early, so she doesn't stay out late much, she doesn't go to anymore races or travel to other countries..as I would have to be in a plane. She is the best mommy ever. Everyone tells me I'm the best thing that ever happened to her. When she got me she brought me to her work almost everyday to see everyone on her lunch hour...omg, I love that! I still love that, even now when me and Jett go...even though I have to share the love with her, it makes me so happy to see everyone! They all have treats for me, and I get to kiss them all..like a hundred times!
When I was 8 months old I had 2 tumors in my neck....I had a big surgery and then I was fine later. I think I am bigger than other dogs like me...I don't think I am fat...even though mommy calls me "fatty" sometimes..hmm. I have been getting lots of exercise though since Jett came to live with us, we go to the dogpark all the time! My mom and I haven't spent a single day apart since she got me....I don't really let her out of my site much..except when she goes to work.
I know she can't remember her life before me, I make her smile all the time...everyday...even when I'm bad.
When Jay was little...he was absolutely viscious, he made me cry all the time...he was a devil dog! He was so mouthy...if I could've understood what he was saying...I am sure he would've had to have his mouth washed out with soap! He is now the sweetest, kindest, gentlest....dog ever. He loves everyone he is around.
I am not an animal....!
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July 25th 2006 6:16 am
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Well it was Sunday the 23rd of July. My mommy was getting stuff ready for her garage sale so David took me and my sister Jett outside to play ball for awhile. You see....I have this new trick I've been practicing on....so I don't have to share all the balls with Jett. I can hold 3 whole balls in my mouth at a time. My mom talked to me about sharing...I should've just listened I guess. Somehow while I was running I swallowed the ball. David didn't really notice right away, I was trying to get it out and it wouldn't come out! I was getting very scared by this time...I was all ready really hot from playing, and I was starting to feel really ikky now. David came over and I think he saw the 2 balls, he asked me where they were and then noticed I was choking....he tried hitting my back to see if it would come out but it wouldn't! I was really really scared now. Then he left me and ran to the house to get mommy. I heard mommy crying and screaming..omg he is gonna die. I am like...is she talking about me? Then I decided she must be calling someone to help me or she would be out here to see me. I really needed her darnit! She yelled at David to get me to the truck and she was getting my sister. I had all this ikky foam coming out of my mouth and my nose, and it made it harder to breath, I kept taking deep breaths in hopes that I could just swallow the damn ball but I couldn't. I felt like I was gonna die. Then I saw my mommy come out the door....I was so glad she was here now, she was crying and yelling but I couldn't really stand up anymore. She got the truck started and said to help her put me in the truck. She looked down at me and she was crying so hard....I have never seen her look like this before. It has been at least 4 minutes since I have been able to breath now and I am just ready to give up. I can't breath at all, and this foam is everywhere....it's on the concrete, and my moms pants and it's on David. Where is this coming from? I don't really know what is happening anymore. My sister is standing by me looking at me like she is sad....Then, my mom grabbed my collar to pick me up, and she looked down at me and I think she saw the ball way down at the bottom of my neck by my pretty while spot where she pets me. She looked me right in the eyes and started yelling at me and said, "You are not dying on me today god damnit!" She stuck her whole hand and part of her arm all the way down my throat and wrapped two fingers around the stupid ball and pulled it out!!!!!! She was crying so hard I don't think she even knew what the heck she did! But....I could breath again! I was very scared and weak, but I was very happy I could feel air going in my mouth and my nose! They started putting water on my legs and my chest and laid me in front of the fan and gave me some water. David kept telling me he was sorry cause he didn't know what to do. We went to the vet after that. They told my mommy that dogs don't ever make it there alive when someone calls to tell em they are bringing a dog in from swallowing a ball..but, she already knew that....she reads all that stuff....that was why she was cryng saying I was gonna die I guess...she knows all those ways to keep your dogs out of danger. She thought she was keeping us safe by not letting us have the balls in the house cause we chew on em when we are bored...but, she didn't really think we would swallow one!
She told me that I saved her life the day she got me......and that she owed me. That her heart would have broke in two if I had died. She said she saw everything change if I were gone, and she just refused to let that happen. I am really glad cause....I just had my 2nd birthday, I sure wasn't ready to die!
She said she thinks that the vet should walk you through some steps to see if you can save your dog yourself first, like how they do when you call 911. Maybe then so many dogs wouldn't die on their way there. I don't think she knew what she was doing either....she just knew I was going to die in a second if she didn't do something right then. I am really glad she did that....and I will tell you...my mommy doesn't have little girl hands...she has those farm wife hands. :) But she didn't care. She read that alotta people try to get the ball out when it happens but they accidently push it farther in...her wrapping her 2 fingers around the top of the ball kept it from going anywhere. She wanted to tell you what happened....so if it ever happens, you can save your precious baby...just like she did me!
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