Clifford


Rhodesian Ridgeback/Breed Unknown
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Home:Phoenix, AZ  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 9 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Nicknames:
Cliffy, the Clifster, Cliff, The Cliffinator, Clifford T. Dog, Cliffy Clifington

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

Quick Bio:
-pound dog

Likes:
Playing ball, going for walks, getting tummy rubs, his new brother Max

Pet-Peeves:
Not being allowed to pull on the leash when he's walking, Max getting the attention first

Favorite Toy:
tennis balls! Followed closely by anything that squeaks

Favorite Food:
peanut butter, CHEESE!, hot dogs, freeze-dried liver snacks

Favorite Walk:
Around the neighborhood.

Best Tricks:
He can smack himself in the head with his tail when he's excited - does that count?!

Arrival Story:
Clifford came from the Arizona Humane Society. He was surrendered there 4 times in his short 7-month life: once as an unwanted pup, then after he was fostered for a bit, then by his first adopter (who kept him 3 months), and finally by his second adopter, who returned him the day after they got him because he was too big! I was a volunteer at the Humane Society, and I couldn't bear to see him spend one more night in that kennel - especially when he had experienced such loss through no fault of his own. So he came home to be the little brother for our Max, and he fits in just like he's been here forever.

Forums Motto:
The Big Red(ish) Dog!

The Last Forum I Posted In:
What is Bella??

I've Been On Dogster Since:
January 29th 2006 More than 8 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
255707


Meet my family
Molly
(2003-2005)
Max

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I Have a Home


I Like Doggie Day Care

May 15th 2006 2:43 pm
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So, I got to go to doggy day care for a day. But guess what? When I got there, I was really shy. I was quiet and not really active like I am at home. I had to start out in the "couch potato" group, so that I was with other doggies who were calm or shy like me. Eventually I did play a little, though, and I made friends with another Ridgeback mix, and with a pretty Golden Retriever girl! She was cute! Mom said I get to go back again sometime, since I was a very good boy.

Max missed me, though. Mom said he was scratching at the doors and looking for me when I was gone. I think he was just jealous that he didn't get to go, but Mom said we must really be pretty good friends if he missed me that much. Guess I'm not as big a pain in the rear to him as I thought I was!

 

I'm Going To Doggy Daycare Tomorrow!

May 2nd 2006 5:11 pm
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I'm so excited that I can hardly contain myself. Mom says I get to try Doggy Daycare tomorrow. See, I have more energy than my brother Max does, and Mom said it might be fun for me to play with some other doggies that have the same energy as me!! Wheeee! I can't wait to see what it's like. I hope they're nice to me and I make some new friends.

Oh, and I don't have to stay in a kennel when Mom & Dad are gone any more. I've been very good and haven't torn anything else up (except a little more of my bed, but that was toast anyway). I'm growing up into a very good boy.

 

I Have a Home!!

March 23rd 2006 12:56 pm
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Dear Diary,

I finally have a really cool home. I'm never going back to that Humane Society place - I like this arrangement much better. There's good food, like Peanut Butter, (WOW! Where's that stuff been all my life), and I get my own bed. I also get to lay on the couch, and on Mom & Dad's bed when they're not in it, and we go for walks, and play ball - and, oh yeah - I have a big brother to pester! Sometimes Mom tells me to stop picking on him 'cause he's not a puppy any more, but he's starting to limber up a little. Of course, all of the toys are mine, but I do let him use them once in a while (if Mom & Dad are watching and make me share).

I have to stay in a kennel for a while when my family is at work 'cause I chewed on these black tubes that come out of the ground. They were really fun to play tug with, but Dad said something about "irrigation system," along with some other words that he doesn't usually say. Oops! My bad! I tore up my bed some, too, and when I tried that on the couch cushion, Mom and Dad said I had to hang in my big kennel so that they'd still have a house when they came home. I'm a puppy - what do they expect? At least I go outside to potty!!!

 
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