Toby, NPC


Maremma
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Age: 9 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 100+ lbs

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Special Gift Box:
The family of  Sandy (aka Thumper), Kramer, Kisha, Molly, Sheldon and more!
 

Nicknames:
grossocane, pasito, bluglu, gnangognango

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

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-purebred-dog rescue

Birthday:
February 3rd 2005

Likes:
I just looooooove to play with Luna and make her believe she knocked me down!

Pet-Peeves:
Being abandoned

Favorite Toy:
His ball, bones, and everything suitable for a good chewing time!

Favorite Food:
Everything!

Favorite Walk:
To the doggie park

Best Tricks:
Convince mom and dad to take me home with them!

Arrival Story:
I was found by mom and dad yesterday, 3rd february 2006. My ex-owner (that being can't be called mom or dad) left me tied to a fence, just abbandoned me. I was full of fleas, ticks, and my collar was stranglening me because it was so small for me. Probably that being put me that collar when I was a puppy and just left me grown up with it. When mom and dad found me, I was soooo tired, hungry, very thirsty and I was smelling terribly. They gave me food and water (thanks, Portos, it was your food!), and took me inmediately to the vets. As soon as he saw me, he said I was a "pastore maremmano abruzzese" and I was about 1 year old. Mom and dad left me there for being cured and groomed and told me they were going to speak to Portos for adopting me. They came back this morning to pick me up, and I met Portos at the doggie park. He accepted me and after a while we went HOME!!! I HAVE A HOME!!!! I HAVE A FAMILY NOW!!!!! I know Portos is the big brother and I have to behave, I promess!!!!The vet told my mom that I was a very lucky boy, that I still didn't know I had won the lottery!!! Guess now I'm beggining to understand it, I'm not alone anymore!!!!

Bio:
My family has decided that my birthday will be the day they found me, and I agree, so oficially I have born in Rome, Italy, on the 3rd february 2005. They have called me Toby and...I think I will be very spoiled!!!!!

Forums Motto:
For Rio - Cysts be gone!

The Groups I'm In:
(x/Xx)Proud Pyreneans(x/Xx), **HANG~N~WITH THE BIG DOGS**, ..:: Herding Breeds Association ::.., *¨¨*DOGGIE CONNECTION*¨¨*, 2 Dogs 2, DAWGS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN!, A Breed Apart, Naughty Pup Club, PARADISE, President Isabel's Animal Abuse Commission, Rescued Doggies, Squeaky & Fuzzy

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Paw Cancer Group

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My Peculiar Aristocratic Title:

Milord Earl Toby the Furtive of Brompton Underfoot


I've Been On Dogster Since:
February 4th 2006 More than 8 years!

I Was In The:
2006 Valentine's Day Party!
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
259094


Meet my family
Portos
(19/01/95 -
13/07/07)
Chichi
(Forever in
our hearts)
Tom (In loving
memory)
Luna, NPC
Maceta
(missing)
GaiaRosySissi
BrandyJackKiraPrincesa
RubiaChiquitaGraceBriciola
ChanelDolce

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The happy ending tale of Milord Earl Toby the Brobdingnagian of Brompton Underfoot


ADOPT 08 CONTEST

May 9th 2008 1:32 pm
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It was cold outside, even if it was a sunny winter afternoon. It was so much time I was wandering on the streets, lonely and every day more and more hungry. I was friendly, but too smelly for a human nose, I had some wounds on my face that reminded of some terrible days of fights with other dogs for food. I had a collar, I still remember it was a chain collar, and God! how much it hurted! It was too tight for me, so tight that it was already inside my neck skin. I could barely remember the human that put that collar on me, I was a puppy then, then something happened, don't know if I got lost or the human just got ride of me, but it didn't matter that afternoon, all I knew was I was too weak even for walking. Some human hands tied me to a fence, they said for me not to be hit by a car, and went away. For some reason I found myself untied and started to walk again, but..a few steps and down to the floor, other steps and down to the floor again, I was too weak and tired but couldn't rest, my tongue was in fire, I was too thirsty and had a very bad diarrhea and needed some water.

Suddendly there she was, a lady accross the street staring at me with a smile on her face. She crossed the street and tried to touch me, I went away. She went after me, I went away again. I entered the park, didn't see her around, thought I was as usual too smelly for humans, but after a while there she was, carrying a leash, food and water. She came to me, I tried to get up but felt to the ground. She talked to me and petted me, how good it felt to have some soft human hands touching my head! Strange, I thought, it seems she doesn't care about my smell, and my white fur is getting all over her black coat and
she's not complaining! She put a bowl with food next to my head, I tried to eat, couldn't. She offered me water, I was too weak even to drink by myself. Softly she made me drink with her fingers, drop by drop, while a group of humans were there, staring at that strange lady who wasn't afraid of putting her hands into the mouth of that huge dog. Someone said something about calling the pound (still don't know what pound means, but sounded scary to me), the lady refused the idea and said she was going to take care of me.

Kindly she helped me to stand and slowly drove me to the park exit, she gave me more water and some food with her hands, I ate just a little, very little, she looked happy. A man arrived with a car and both him and the lady tried to convince me to enter it, no, no, no, I was too afraid of car rides, they understood. She said she was going to walk me to the vets and so she did, a very long and slow walk, since I was going down to the ground every three steps, and many times I pooped, I was so sick, but the lady didn't seem disgusted, she looked worried. We arrived to the place she called "the vets" and a very nice man came to see me at once, and once again a human didn't seem to care about my smell. He told the lady I was a maremma, and a very good looking one, even if out of shape and sick. Then the lady told me to be wise, that she had to leave me in that place for two days, but that she would be back to pick me up. She told me also that she had a senior dog called Portos and that he was the one who would determine if I could stay with them or not, but that in any case I was not going to be a stray anymore. They took me to strange smelly room, where the man called "vet" took a deep look to my neck and collar, my neck looked awful, the vet said I was needing kind of surgery to take the collar out, it was so inside my skin it couldn't be taken out
in a normal way and it was too little to pass my head through it. Vet told the lady not to worry and after petting me for a while she went away.

I don't remember very well what happened during those two days, I remember some needles into my paws, the sound of a chain being cut off, many hands touching my neck. But I was feeling better, much better. I was feeling stronger, the hunger were not there anymore, I had water, and I was in a warm place. Then a man took me to a place that smelled of clean, all my fur was wet, fleas were not there anymore, and finally, after 4 baths, I was ready to meet the lady again.

Sudendly I heard her voice, and a man took me to her. My tail was dancing, I was so happy to see her, and she seemed so happy to see me!!! After few seconds her long black coat was covered by my white fur, she didn't care, she was hugging me and telling me how beautiful I was and how happy she was to see I was feeling better.

We went away from vets (thanks, dear Federico, I'll always remember you!) and we walked for a while, the lady told me I was going to meet Portos at the doggies park. We arrived and there he was, a very serious and handsome german shepherd. He looked at me, he wasn't hostile, he just smelled me and that was all, I was accepted. After a while the lady and the man took us home. Home!!! I have a home!!! And I have a mom, a dad, a human bro and sisters!!! Mom still remembers I slept for about 3 days, only waking up for eat and go to the bathroom. I started to gain weight and started to play, and after many
attempts I finally got into the car (it took to my family 6 months to convince me, and one trip to the seaside with me screaming into dad's ears), now a day if you open a door's car there I go, I love car rides!!!

No, I'm not a stray dog anymore, I'm a spoiled, sometimes naughty dog, very protective of his family, human and canine. Those days are far away and will not be back, and I hope for every lonely abandoned pup in the world to find a loving forever home, paws crossed for all abandoned pups!!!

 

Tagged!!!!

May 23rd 2007 11:42 pm
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My great friend Eder Azukre (Zuke) has tagged me...

Now, I get to choose 7 of my pals to tag! So, here are the rules I was given for the game: Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Dogs who are tagged need to post in their Diary the rules & their 7 pawsome facts. Then choose 7 dogs to tag and list their names in that diary entry. Don’t forget to bark them a p-mail that they have been tagged and tell them to read your Diary, or send them a fun Rosette announcing they've been Tagged!

So, here are 7 facts about me!

1. I'm a totally happy dog, sad days of loniness are gone forever and never be back.

2. Even if I'm HUGE, I'm convinced I'm a lap dog, so I behave as expected for a lap dog.

3. I still don't know why every time I run and jump, my family screams "earthquake, earthquake!!!"

4. When playing with Luna, I always let her believe she can knock me down, so she is convinced she's bigger and stronger than me.

5. When mom found me, my weight was 100 pounds. Now I'm 140 pounds, and I have heard mom saying that she'll never put me on diet because I suffered too much when in the streets; you're a great thinker, mom!

6. I'm very friendly unless...someone tries to enter my home. Then I can be very dangerous, after all I'm a maremma!

7. My favorite things to do: to bark, to play with Luna, and to ask to be petted!

Off to tag:

1. Oz, NPC
2. Rocky Rocco
3. Hope, NPC
4. Sirius Black, NPC
5. Captain Jack
6. Shiloh
7. Shaela

 
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