Age: 10 Years Sex: Female Weight: 26-50 lbs
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little fang, girl, thug, pretty girl, honey bear, Buddha Bear, Snot E. Dawg
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November 15th 2003
Getting her own way ALL the time, shredding her toys. Anywhere I am.
Other dogs stealing her toys after she has tomented them all day, does NOT like rain
Anything she can rip the guts out of and toys she can chase after. She is a girl and loves her pink toys best! How does she know which are pink?
Dry dog food, but not the same dog kibble day to day; anything I am eating. LOVES watermelon/spinach
Running in and out the dog door, walking about town meeting people.
Jumping up for a treat, looking cute, sit pretty for being leashed.
She was in a big pen with lots of other dogs, and kept coming up to where I was. The eyes had it.
Zoey loves flowers! When I walk her thru town she can't understand why everyone doesn't stop and pet her, she is just sooo cute! She has epilepsy and getting her to take her meds consistently allows me to be very creative. Loves chewing zippers off clothes.
Better than I was
The Last Forum I Posted In:
Does anyone have their small dog go on pee pads instead o
Degut more plushies, take a basic obedience class, lose 5 lbs. (now need to lose more (sigh))
I walk diagonally across the cross streets in town, just like everyone else.
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May 14th 2013 6:31 am
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Took mom out today, of course I took up to our park (usually known as MY park) and I kept her safe from these pesky gone to seed dandelions by eating them! Seed pods were flying everywhere. Then we looked for lilacs my she’s favorite flowers, but alas, there were none. Instead we went to the wee farmer’s market and I was of course wagging my wee tail as it is her day. After a long time away from the kitten, we went home. Then again because it is her day, I let her groom me, okay grooming is probably too strong a word as I refuse to be brushed, but I let her whack off a lot of mattes….and I have a lot of matting as I refuse to be brushed. Then I got treats, of course, but dog, my legs look good. We went and watched the traffic twice today. Well, it is a wee town and on Sundays it wasn’t so much watching traffic as watching the one traffic light change and peeps walking to the convenience store. But I enjoyed it, I mean we enjoyed the time together.I peed on the floor so her time would be occupied in a good way, remembering me. All in all a good day.
August 25th 2012 7:35 pm
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Awooorooos is for getting Honorable Mention in the 2012 Special Needs. How Cool is that?!!!!! I have to start giving out zealies.
The sigh is for the birthday present my She gave herself....a kitten!!!! Oh no! Now I am a good girl, but finding the kitten taking over MY food bowl, isnt that too much to ask. The kitten plays with my feet, I hate anyone playing with my feet! That is one reason they are overgrown and hairy. And...and...she swats at my head, or my beard and sometimes her wee paw gets tangled up in my beard! And what can I do?really she is a wee kitten, so I just pulled her over to my She and let her fiure it out. My She says we will be friends and the wee kit will grow on me...Hmph, we will see about that.
July 7th 2012 9:27 pm
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I am a special grrl, my she tells so all the time. I am all dog which wasnt always the case the she says. Now when I do something ummmm not exactly right, like get into the kibble bag or the trash; my she is torn between cheering me on and correcting me. BOL. I only recently learned how to play with another dog. I still eat flowers.
I have idiopathic epilepsy for which I was undermedicated for more than two years. By the time my she adopted me (or me her, as I picked HER out), I had been in two homes and 3 shelters and two fosters homes, all by the age of 18 months. I had trust issues, was terrified of everything and everyone, fought other dogs, and had seizures. When I first came home to her, I had up to 8 seizures a day. Now as the she has gotten well-schooled in my medical needs, I have a seizure only rarely. The she thinks the seizures have caused some brain damage, but she says I am getting better all the time. Right now I am on four medications daily. She calls herself a kibble earner, but really, it isnt just kibble, some of my medicines are pretty expensive. She tells me I am living proof of better living thru chemicals BOL.
Schnauzers are supposed to be a lean 23 or so pounds, I am a burly 45lbs. This is med weight as I have been on a diet most of my life. My food, treats and veggies get measured out daily. I love my prescription food and I love my veggies. There are peeps that dont understand that and say rude things to my she or call me a little porky when they reach down to pet me. Porky?! I can outwalk a big dog and alot of peeps. So there! But my she says I am a living example to how medications can improve a special needs dog's life and a chance to educate peeps who dont know dogs like us can live a happy dog's life.
I am a short-tailed wagging, looking for pets and affection, occasionally digging in the trash, playing tug with my cousin, the wee white dog special needs dog. I trust one above all others, the one who waited for me, corrected me when I snarled, taught me good behaviors, made me mind, taught me about treats, and the three commands I actually listen to. I trust the one, the only one who stayed and stayed and stayed. She stayed by me and I will always stay with her.
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