Chesapeake Bay Retriever
Picture of Mariah, a female Chesapeake Bay Retriever

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Age: 22 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Spud, Potato Pancake (that one is mine)

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:

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

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.

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 11 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Meet my family
Clyde the
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...



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.

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