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Age: 10 Years Sex: Female Weight: 51-100 lbs
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Sukie Lou, Sukie Lou Phalanges, Sukie Lucifer, Sukus Interruptus, Smoofilufugus, Wild Animus, Puppy Cat, Bedbug
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May 11th 2003
PAPA! Mama, rides, grammy and grampy, chasing birds, LICKING, rolling in smelly stuff. Chopping - clacking her jaws together when she wants a treat or to go out or attention. (Never seen a dog do this before!)
The scale at the Dr.'s office. No. Likey. That. Thing. Getting my toenails trimmed, mama and papa going away.
The stinky piggy head, the squeeky ball, my Y-bone(s.) Sticks and corn.
Anything that can be called a treat.
Why walk when you can run? I have an invisible fence and almost an acre where I run really fast!
Here's the newest: Opening the front door with her MOUTH and letting herself out! It's a round door knob!
We moved into a new house and after a couple days we saw this dog running the length and breadth of the field. Just running and running. She wouldn't come near us at first but finally ate some sloppy joe (It's all I had on hand!) and the next day zonked out in front of our garage, exhausted. The third day she was running awfully close to the very busy highway and we called the pound to see if anyone may have lost her. By the time the dog warden came, this - thin, limping - dog with enormous ears and big brown eyes was giving me kisses. Oh, it was apparent she'd recently had pups too but had obviously not been around them for days. My husband told the dog warden, "Call us if no-one claims her." I didn't think I wanted a dog, being a cat person my whole life. Boy did I have a lot to learn! This wonderful, beautiful animal has stolen my heart.
Sukie had some separation anxiety when she first came to live with us - she scratched doors and jumped out of windows (one-story thank goodness) after being left alone for a short time. People said, "Put her in a crate. Dogs need to feel like they're in a den." Not this dog. We'd come home to find the door of the crate opened inward or the door not open at all.... (Sukie Houdini?) She'd pushed UP and wiggled her 55 lb. body thru the gap, tearing up her pretty face... It was frustrating. Now she has the run of the house - no problems. Something bad must have happened to her in confinement that we'll never know... Other than occasionally stealing a snack from the kitchen, this dog is an angel. We'll often find one shoe right in the middle of the bed when we return home but she never chews, just sleeps with it. She and Kirby (her cat brother) provide hours of entertainment with their big time wrestling routine. Other than that, we *think* she might be a Carolina Dog - would love to know for sure. My husband always says, "I'd have twelve more of her..."
Life is good!
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May 28th 2010 12:26 pm
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Ohboyohboyohboyohboy! Savyy and Samoa and their family sent me a cheeseburger! And I appreciate it SOOOO much because mama and papa remembered every darn day this week to remove the trash can from the kitchen. I don't get it but mama does not seem to appreciate when I decorate her bed with empty cat food cans (Clean, I tell you, very clean after am done with them!) And I cannot help if they put those messy coffee grounds in the same place as those can with the delectable remnants of kitty food.
July 13th 2009 9:45 am
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I don't know what is wrong with my mama. It's like the woman doesn't like a little excitement in her life now and then. The way I understand it, she cut out of work early on Friday to run errands and then come home and putter around the yard. Yes, putter. Oh, the wild life she leads.
But the puttering was postponed because sniff. SniffsniffSNIFF! What's that I smell?! Behind the table propped up against the house?! What's that I see behind the table propped up against the house?!
I must wedge my whole self in there to get it!
And I'm in!
And mama's yanking me out and hoping whatever is back there stays put!
And she's pullin' and yellin' and tryin' to keep my collars on all at the same time and darn it! Things were just getting interesting!
Into the house I go, but not with out a struggle. Is papa home? Noooooooo. So mama decides I am not going out until he gets home.
The her curiosity gets the best of her and she goes out to look for whatever was behind the table? A cat? A raccoon? I'm not tellin'.
I would have taken care of it if the woman would have left me alone.
But no, now I'm trapped in the house and get my nose practically shut in the door every time I try to scoot out.
All of which is making mama irritable, as it's keeping her from her all-important puttering.
Anyway, the mystery critter has moved from its' hiding place.
So finally, papa comes home and mama says ok, so I go out. And sniff. SniffsniffSNIFF! There it is again, behind the chimney a-chittering and a-squealing away at me!
So into the house I go again, but not with out a struggle. Darn it! Things were just getting interesting! I even got my feet washed this time.
So by now, mama's completely twizzed off.
The funny thing about the hiding spot the mystery critter picked is that it makes him wedged between the chimney and a basement window. I trapped a cat in there once!
So my very grumpy mama says, "I'll fix that critter's wagon."
Water bottle? Check.
Through the window screen, mama could try to shoo him out with the spray bottle and poke at him a little but he just kept a-chittering and a-squealing and wouldn't budge. (Ask mama to make the sound some time. She's very good at it.)
In the end the groundhog (for that's what it was) wouldn't leave and didn't move into the live trap mama set, but seems to be gone for now.
Just when things started getting interesting...
April 22nd 2009 8:34 am
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Mother's day is coming soon - what are you doing for your mama ?
I need ideas! I tried to make a Milkbone sculpture, but um.... I kept eating my materials.
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