Harlie


Staffordshire Bull Terrier/German Shepherd
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Home:Adams, MA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 12 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Nicknames:
har har, bubbles

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

Quick Bio:
-mutt-dog rescue

Likes:
going for rides, hanging out at petco, playing with her bff fenway, visiting the grandparents

Pet-Peeves:
garbage disposal, vacuum, getting up before sunrise

Favorite Toy:
stuffed animals

Favorite Food:
anything thats meat

Favorite Walk:
off the leash up at the glen

Best Tricks:
sit ...we are stillworking on that

Arrival Story:
I got her from a shelter in pittsfield last march and took her home for a trial weekend where we hung out and watched some Sex and the City and went for walks. I never brought her back.

Bio:
harlie loves to visit grandma and grandpa's house. last week when mom was watching a heated episode of law and order ci, harlie put her paws on the kitchen table and snagged a piece of left over meatloaf. Harlie loves to play with any old stuffed animal. She flips it up into the air and catches it. After she gets bored of this, she systematically destroys the stuffed animal. First the eyes are bitten off, then the nose, then she removes all of the stuffing from the toy. if there is a squeeker, she removes that also. Finally, Har loves to sleep late. Every morning when i get up for work, she sleeps in as long as possible until Mom hugs her and pulls her from her bed.

Forums Motto:
Its only 8:30 am...15 more minutes

I've Been On Dogster Since:
January 30th 2006 More than 8 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
256038


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i hate fruit

February 14th 2006 9:12 am
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Yesterday, mom was eating this round orange thing and i really wanted some. My mom said "Har, its an orange...it tastes reaaaaaally good ...wanna try?" so i tried the goddamn thing and it was awful. I just licked it and was like wtf is this crap!?!?! so my mom said "HAAHHA got you" and then went to my treat bag and got me a couple of the treat pretzels i like lots. She made me sit and then gave me the first one. BUT THEN the second one she said "Hmm i wonder if these things are any good??" so then she ate my damn treat...lemme tell u i was pissed. i did the whole head tilt thing with my best looking "Im really CONFUSED look" Then mom was like "Im sorry here is another pretzel" so i got my pretzel and i was pumped. I think im running outta my pretzel treats because its about that time u know when mom brings me to PETCO and we RESTOCK. All i need now is for her to start tokin bongs and then i wont have any pretzels and then, IM GONNA BE PISSED. What she needs to do is get her ass to the grocery store and buy human food so shes not snackin on my stuff.

I think me and my mom do stuff to kid with each other alot. Like when shes in the bathroom or on the computer not giving me enough attention, ill go and eat her underwear from the bottom drawer which she always leaves open. or ill snag a pair of socks.

what can i say ...karma is a bitch

ps please excuse my language...i used to roam the hoodz of NY before I came to MA. IT got ruff out there... u know eating outta trash cans...getting knocked up young and having 8 kids to feed..no food stamps..no welfare...in and outta shelters. it was a tough life until now.

 
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