Blake CGC

Labrador Retriever
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Age: 13 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Babbling Brook's Step in the Right Direction, Blakey, Blakey Boy, Dark Man, Blaker Shaker Money Maker, Stinky Butt, Old Dan (long story!), Black, Mother Nature's Raw Emotion

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-dog rescue

August 14th 2003

canine playmates, barking, food, rawhides, warm places to cuddle up, sending and receiving pee-mail, swimming, running, watching Animal Planet

flies in the house, the horrible water serpent that lives in the backyard (aka the garden hose)

Favorite Toy:
Orbees, Kongs, a quadruple re-inforced indestructible stuffed bone (with working squeeker!)

Favorite Food:
chicken quarters, beef liver, pork shoulder roasts, chicken feet, pig feet, pumpkin, yogurt

Favorite Walk:
down to the Brook (and, of course, in the brook and thru the brook), to the Bagel Bin for coffee and breakfast

Best Tricks:
roll over, high 5

Arrival Story:
I rescued Blake with the help of a Labrador Rescue group in my area. Here is the story I wrote shortly after rescuing him: So, I was finally ready to be a dog owner. Having never owned a dog before, I decided that a more mature dog would best fit my lifestyle and experience level. I would rescue an older, low key, quiet dog- perhaps one that others had overlooked for these very reasons. Enter Blake: a barely one year old, black boy, who is adorable, goofy, naughty, clumsy, sweet, curious, and nowhere near older, low key or quiet! Even though he was not the dog I had envisioned for me and my 6 year old son, he somehow found his way into my heart and ultimately into my car that night to come home with me. Although we were only "fostering" him at first to see if it would work out, he stole our hearts and is here to stay. In one short month, Blake has gone from an unruly adolescent who jumped on everyone, pulled horribly on a leash, and couldn't stay still for an entire minute to a loveable boy who will proudly show how well he can sit (especially if there's a treat in your hand!), usually remembers not to jump, and is making huge improvements with his leash walking. He truly adores my son, and sometimes will follow commands from him better than from me! Blake was given up by the only other family he knew the day before Thanksgiving, and although I could never imagine giving him up, I'm certainly thankful that they did. He was the perfect addition to our young, energetic family.

Forums Motto:
got meat?

The Groups I'm In:
AnimaLimpix 2008, Advocates for Positive Training, Canine Good Citizens and Neighbors Group (US, Dog Eared Book Club, Holistixperience!, LABS LABS AND MORE LABS!!!!!!!!!, Maryland Dog Owners, Nerdster, Raw Fed

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Supplementation - What's Necessary

Best Friend:
Luna . I love her because of her WWE wrestling style, her persistance, and her zest for life. We met on Dogster in May 2006 and have been playing together every Saturday morning since then. We fell in love with each other over a dirty water bowl and slobbery tug rope. I'm still planning how I'm going to ask her to spend the rest of her life with me.

My goals:
To one day gain my CGC Update: on March 1, 2008 I earned my CGC title! I worked hard to master all of the behaviors and passed with a perfect score! I'd like to thank my Mom for taking me to class and working with me day in and day out. I'd also like to thank my trainer and mentor, Merope. And, I'd like to thank all of my fans, without whom this would never have been possible. **kisses**

My resuce Group:
My mom found me with the help of Lab Rescue. When she looks back on the first time we met, the day after Thanksgiving 2004, she wonders why the adoption coordinators ever let her, a green, first-time doggie owner, take me home with her. But, they must've known something she didn't because it's been true love ever since!

My diet:
I eat a raw prey-model diet, based on what wolves eat in the wild. My mom is very enthusiastic about my diet and would love to answer any questions anyone has. Just pmail me!

Farthest distance travelled for a date:
418 miles roundtrip. I traveled 4 hours each way to New York City to visit Summer. We had an awesome weekend together!


I've Been On Dogster Since:
February 6th 2006 More than 11 years!

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Life According to Blake

An Ode to Mississippi

June 5th 2009 12:12 pm
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I have many friends here on Dogster, yes that is true. But few of them are as wonderful as a Dog Mississippi. Let me name the reasons why I love Mississippi the Dog.

Her name. I mean, really. Having a name that is also a state and a river is pretty cool. Even though Miss's Dogster page says she's only 3 years old, I'm quite certain both the state and the river are named after her.

Her fluff. What's not to love about fluffy dogs? I've never met her in person, but if I did, I would wrap my teeth around her neck fluff and nibble oh so gently, and she would love it.

She's been lure coursing. That's just super cool.

She is a rare breed: the Russian Muttchka. Don't even bother looking it up. She's the only one. I could tell you about her long and noble ancestry, but then I'd have to kill you.

She is titled in traditional obedience and rally-o, she's an amazing freestylist, she's a dock dog, gun dog, agility queen, and therapy dog. At least in my mind, she is.

She is fun, sweet, thoughtful, sensitive, and caring. She loves to swim and any dog who loves to swim is a friend of mine.

She knows what is good for dogs (...and part 2).

But, most of all, she's a good friend. A friend who would help you out no matter what you need. A friend who would go to the end of the earth for you. A friend who always has something nice to say. A friend who can always see your side of things even if she may not agree. A friend who would share her raw bone with you. A friend who would give you the coziest spot on the couch. A friend who would lend you her Snuggie.

And so, I will close this very important diary entry with an original Haiku in honor of my friend, Mississippi.

Mississippi dog
you run fast and love deeply
you are a treasure

I love you, Miss! Thank you for being you.


Mastering the Doggie Door

May 13th 2009 6:34 am
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I have been wanting a dog door for years. When we moved to our current house (nearly 2 years ago, now), Mom started thinking about it. We live in a safe neighborhood, we have a very secure fence and we know many of our neighbors quite well. So, after some weighing of the risks and benefits, Mom finally decided to get me one. Yay!

It only took me a couple tries to master the going in and out. It was scary at first, but food makes everything better and Mom trains with food. So, I got it pretty quickly. :)

Once I started using the door regularly, I began to notice a pattern. This is the way things would go:

I notice squirrels in the backyard.
I quitely slip through the doggie door.
The flap of the door makes a swishing sound as it closes.
Swishing sound startles the squirrels and gives them a heads up that I am coming.
I run after the squirrels, but do not catch any.

So, after thinking long and hard, I have a new approach:

I notice squirrels in the backyard.
I quitely slip through the doggie door.
The flap of the door makes a swishing sound as it closes.
Swishing sound startles the squirrels and gives them a heads up that I am coming.
I do not immediately chase, but instead play it cool on the back deck for a while.
Sometimes, I will even sit or lay down and avert my eyes as if I'm simply enjoying the day and not stalking squirrels.
The squirrels will slowly come back down from their hiding places and venture back to the bird feeders (ie. lures) in the middle of the yard.
I quitely wait until they are focused on eating.
Then, I slowly and cautiously prepare my muscles for the attack. Without a moments notice, I spring off the deck and start the chase.

This new approach has drastically increased my chances of actually catching wildlife. I haven't nailed one yet, but it's really only a matter of time.


The Great Mouser has Spoken.

April 6th 2009 6:54 am
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Mice are dumb. If you are a mouse, you should not come out of hiding when humans are vacuuming out the shed. And, if you do come out of hiding, you should not just casually walk around as if you do not know that I am the Great Mouser. If you do that, you will be killed. And your brother, too.

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