Dolce Valentino Giovanni

Italian Greyhound
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Home:Nashville, TN, TN  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 10 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:

November 28th 2005

To eat and be chased

Being still, being cold, being without Mommy or Daddy

Favorite Toy:
a stuffed fleece cow - it's as big as he is!

Favorite Food:

Favorite Walk:
Centennial Dog Park

Best Tricks:
Fetch, Sit and Laydown

Arrival Story:
I have terrible allergies and my boyfriend and I wanted a pet to love so badly that I did a lot of research to find out what type of dog would be good for my allergies and the apartment that we live in. I found the Italian Greyhound to be desribed as the best for these situations. As I searched for IG's I found Dolce on and bought him online and had to pick him up from the airport on Valentines day. I thought with him being a Valentines Day present and he is Italian AND he is solid white with a blue head (so it looks like he is wearing a suit) I thought I would like to name him after Italian designers. His name also means (or is suppose to) Sweet Valentine gift from God. Awwww

Forums Motto:
Super Pup!

The Groups I'm In:
*~*~*Nashville Pups*~*~*, IGGLETS ROCK!, NashVegas IG's, The Iggy Club

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Aggressive.. playing??


I've Been On Dogster Since:
March 3rd 2006 More than 10 years!

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A Texas Native Italian in Tennessee

My first birthday!

November 28th 2006 7:53 am
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Today is my first birthday. I have had one heck of a first year in this world. I have already had to go through the sick phase where Mom and Dad had to force me to take medicine and I have already had to have a little surgery where I ended up having to wear a cone around my head for a while. When I first got to meet my new Mom and Dad on Valentines day I was flown to them and they had to pick me up at the airport. That was very scary for me. My new Mom and Dad were in the process of moving when I arrived and that first week was very crazy. I love my house and I am very comfortable there but guess what - we are moving again. Mom and Dad bought a house and it even has a back yard for me to play in. I keep hearing them tell me about it and how excited they are. They say that I am going to love it. I dunno - guess we'll just cross that bridge when we get there. Mom is worried that I may get sick when we move. She says that sometimes moving is very hard on pups.

As for my birthday today.... Mom is going to make me a cake or cookies or something special and Dad got me a sweet necklace with my name on it. They also got me several bones and a new chew toy with a sqweaker AND a tennis ball on it. Mom says that she is going to get me some house warming presents as well. She says that since the new house has wood floors she is going to get me a nice pillow to lay on in the living room when I am chewing on my bones (the bones make a mess on the couch). She said she is also going to get me some door bells and teach me how to use them. I have been informed that the new house doesn't have a "Dolce room" where there will be paper for me. Since I have a back yard I will have to learn to tell them that I want to go outside when I need to potty. I am very independent and like to go on my own without anyone else knowing so this could be a major adjustment. I do so well now.. why wont they just make me a Dolce room?

OOO - I had a very very painful situation happen over the weekend. I think it is the first time I have really been hurt. I mean, I have had two surgerys and I have ran into the wall a couple of times when playing ball in the house but this was different. I got to go to the flea market with Mom and Dad for the first time this weekend. When Mom turned off the car I got really excited and was jumping around to get out. My foot somehow slipped into the folding cup holder and it shut back - not the part where you put the cup in but the part where the hinge is. It hurt so bad and I couldn't get it out with my jerking and jumping around. Mom and Dad were both trying to get it out while I was freaking out. Dad thought he was going to break my leg trying to get it out. Moms hand was on my foot trying to get it out and I could reach her so - I didn't know what else to do... I started biting like crazy! Once my foot was out I laid down on mom's chest and took a couple deep breathes and then started licking her to tell her thank you and I was sorry. I had to lick her hand to - that's when I noticed the blood. I had bit Mom so hard in my panic that I had left several puncture wounds. She says that she is ok but Dad was very mad at me. Mom was understanding and she forgave me right away. She was very worried that my foot was hurt. She says that her hand feels like it was beaten with a meat tenderizer but she will heal and the swelling has already gone down a lot. It's just a little stiff and scabbed up right now. Mom said that there was no other way around it - I was in pain and that was my natural reaction and she had to try to help me... it was her natural reaction. If she and Dad hadn't been trying to help me I could still be stuck there right now! That would be HORRIBLE!

Well - I'm out! Gotta get back to bed with my Daddy before he notices that I am gone. I just had to tell y'all (that's one of Mom's words) about my birthday - I'm so excited!! I'll try to post some pictures later.


Beach Dog

October 29th 2006 7:53 pm
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Hey Y'all! I know - it's been a while... Sorry.

Today was so much fun though that I had to be sure to tell ya all about it! My Mom & Dad took me on one of our walks at a park that has a nature trail near the lake. I have always been a little weary of going in the water - Mom always trys to get me to get my feet in. Today we went to a different part and there was a beach! Yeah! Sand and everything! It was awsome! I got right in with out even thinking twice about it. Mom was so proud that I wasn't scared of the water any more. Scared! Ha! I was going to catch those little tiny waves~ they were the perfect size for me to take a bite out of! Dad took lots of pictures so, I posted a couple new ones from today. I loved everything. I think you will be able to tell that from my pictures. I was having a blast in the sun and the sand. There were even a flock of geese that Mom wouldn't let me chase- gosh I wanted to though! They were huge! When I got home - I went right to sleep. I was wore out!


Growing up - getting sick - having surgery and being spoiled =)

May 24th 2006 1:46 pm
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Hey y'all - it's been a long time since I wrote in my Diary. Guess I need to do some updating...

Well, most recently my overly concerned mommy and daddy took me to the vet for one of my skin treatments that I get every two weeks and they asked the vet (Kitty) to check out a spot on my elbow that has popped up and been growning very fast. Needless to say I ended up having surgery and now I am on day 9 of my recovery. I go tomorrow to get my stitches taken out. The "tumor" was sent off to a lab and the results came back as B9 - whatever that means. Mom seemed very relieved. The vet suggested that I be locked in a pet carrier durring the time that I needed to heal. Mom just couldn't do that to me so she blocked of the stairs in our house and slept on the living room floor next to me for the first two nights after my surgery, while I still had medicine in my system and didn't feel very well. I even got sick on the second day.. while I was sleeping at my daddy's feet. He got pretty freaked out. He said that it was not a very cool thing to wake up and wonder what the **** is all over your feet. I didn't mean to though. I'm sorry daddy! The day that I had surgery and I got to come home, my mommy and daddy felt so bad for me they spoiled me rotten! I got to eat pizza crust and mommy even went to get me ice cream! And get this... She fed it to me on a spoon! Haha, if only I hadn't been so groggy I could have enjoyed that even more.

I have not let the stitches slow me down since that second day though. I have even made my incision bleed a couple of times by running around the house like I am a race dog! I love to pretend I am a race dog... you know, my ancesters were race dogs.

I weigh a whole 10 lbs now! Yep, I think I may be done growing. Mommy says that it happened too fast. That is hasn't even been 3 months since she got me and I was just a "teeny tiny lil guy". She still calls me her baby though. She is excited because she is going to take me to the doggy park to play when my stitches are out. It seems like it has been forever! I need to go get some real exercise. Mommy and Daddy are always going to the gym but they never take me. Since the surgery I have been in trouble constantly. I have all this energy built up because I haven't been allowed to do anything and it frustrates mommy, especially at bed time. I even got a spanking one night - mom said she had "had enough" because it was 1:30am and she had to be up in 4 hours!

My mommy and daddy had an exciting weekend. They got engaged! Yay! My mommy and daddy are gonna get married! You should see the ring! I can't wait until I catch it laying on my mommy's night stand unprotected... I'm going to hide it like I do everything else (including the stylus to daddy's laptop). This all happened on Friday afternoon and early Friday evening. Evidently, they celebrated a lil too much. Yeah, some other people brought them home in seperate vehicles and mommy fell asleep on the stairs. It was only 9:30 - so, I had the run of the house the rest of the night and I got into EVERYTHING! Wooo Hooo! I had to celebrate some to!

Daddy said that he wants me to be at the wedding. I hope I get to go, but I dunno if that is possible. We'll see, it is a year from now so we have plenty of time to work on that plan.

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