Mariah


Chesapeake Bay Retriever
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Age: 19 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Nicknames:
Spud, Potato Pancake (that one is mine)

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Quick Bio:
-purebred

Likes:
Having her ears scratched and told she is UUUUUGGGGLLLYYY!!!

Pet-Peeves:
She seems to HATE the vacuum. The is also terrified of thunderstorms and her ears disappear into her head completele when the thunder starts!

Favorite Toy:
Tennis Balls!

Favorite Food:
Anything on the floor that isn't carpet, floor, furniture or human - she will eat it. She will lick spots on the floor endlessly; I am sure she is afflicted with some odd mental disease, but she is still a sweetheart.

Best Tricks:
She can SMILE! She pulls her lip up and shows her teeth. It is terribly cute!

Arrival Story:
I am not the guardian of this dog, but I am claiming her as I visit her at least once a week. She is my little UGLY.

Bio:
Mariah lives in WI with her Daddy.

Forums Motto:
99 Thump

The Groups I'm In:
!WATER DOGS!, Dogster Guardian Angels, GSDs World, Over The Rainbow in Heaven, Precious Angels : All Ages, President Isabel's Animal Abuse Commission, Reflections, The Animal Club, ^*^Over The Rainbow^*^, ^^^Angels from above^^^

I've Been On Dogster Since:
January 26th 2006 More than 8 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
254471


Meet my family
KosmoSatchmoCarolinaMacy
Clyde the
Clydesdale
Diesel McFin

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This is the Mariah show - "I'm listening!"


Angels, on Earth for a short time, live in our hearts- forever.

July 9th 2006 10:30 pm
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I am sick, very sick.
What started off as a heart murmur has turned into congestive heart failure and it hurts. This happened quickly. At Christmas I was ok, and now the firework season really hit me with a 'bang'!
Hey, I am dying. I still am allowed a sense of humor! Gilda went out with a smile on her face, and I plan to do the same. We Chessies are known for our wonderful smiles!

I didn't realize getting old was such a kick in the tail. Arthritis aside, my life has been remarkable. I always had good food, fun times with my tennis balls, and a great yard to roam! My dad said when I was in my prime, he would throw the tennis balls as hard as he could, right at me, and I never missed. I was a true champion! Record book material, I have to brag!
I know I was a joy to my family and my friends, and I brought laughter and love and warmth to people. Maybe they didn't know at the time that I touched them, but the pain they tell me they are feeling tells me I am loved. I can see it in their eyes, and I can feel it when they hold me.
I don't know how much time I have; these past two days, I haven't felt like carrying my favorite ball, eating my favorite food - not to say I didn't enjoy the treats I have been getting! Salami! Thanks to the greatest Dad in the WORLD for the salami!
I have been napping a lot, and eating a lot of ice! Ice is now my favorite thing in the world to eat.
Well, everyone, please pray for me, Mariah the Smiling Spud. I know all doggies go to heaven, and if you put in a good word for me...

 

Storm!

April 2nd 2006 5:17 pm
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I hear a storm, I smell a storm, I sense the storm.
I want to go out and play, but I already smell like a partially fermented goat, so I am not going to go play outside too much until the weather changes.
I think I am getting a bath on Tuesday. My aunite brings this good smelling junk and sprays it all over my curls. I don't like it, but it makes me smell pretty.
I got to play with Kosmo the WonderLab a few days ago. I was mean to him. It just happens. I can't help it. I know he comes over to steal my stuff, I just know it. I ran around the couch growling at him, until my dad yelled at me. I STILL got out a few snarls. I was feeling particularly grouchy and alpha-ish when he was in my house.
He is so cute, though. I have never seen a prettier labrador. If I wasn't fixed, and he wasn't fixed, and I could figure out how to go about it...
There would be LabraChessies running around!
I would still snarl at him, though.
Yes I would.
YUP.

 
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