Coton de Tulear
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Age: 12 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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Pop Tart, Soshi, Little So-and-So

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:

April 15th 2004

1. Baby Kitty 2. Mommy 3. Pizzle sticks 4. Car rides 5. Belly rubs


Favorite Toy:
Baby Kitty, by far!

Favorite Food:
Anything the cats are eating...

Favorite Walk:
The harbor and the beach

Best Tricks:
Zoomies -- otherwise known as "crazy circles"

Arrival Story:
You know how it goes...human brother says "I want a puppy!" and Mom had to find one that could get along with our Golden Retriever (R.I.P.), our four cats, and who wouldn't eat the bird. She researched for a lonnngggg time! At first she thought Cotons must be too good to be true, but when she saw my little tiny self, it was love, love, love. I came home just in time for my human brother's birthday and we've lived happily ever after! I love my family and I love my kitties. I don't care one way or another about the bird, but as long as I don't eat him and he doesn't peck me, that's cool.

Forums Motto:
Want a friend? Get a dog!

The Groups I'm In:
*****Dogs and cats named after earth's elements or places*****, Barking Barking Barking, Coton de Tulear, Dogs with Teenage Human Siblings, Pets who are Princesses!

The Last Forum I Posted In:
What country is your BREED from?

I've Been On Dogster Since:
March 8th 2006 More than 10 years!

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Long Time, No Woof

April 19th 2007 6:47 pm
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I just turned three, so it's time to woof in again.

The biggest thing that has changed in the past year is my new little -- well, big -- sister. Chloe is six months old and we are best friends. Although she drives me a little bit crazy. And she causes me to look a bit bedraggled.

When Chloe first came home, she and I were the same size. I thought that if I ignored her, she might just go away. Four days later, I decided she wasn't leaving, and decided it was time to let her know who was boss. ME. We started playing and haven't stopped.

Except now she is five times my size! Chloe is a Golden Retriever. She thinks I'm her squeak toy and always wants to have her mouth around me. Annoying, but what are you going to do with a puppy? A BIG puppy!

I am much happier now that she's here. She's more fun to play with than Baby Kitty. I don't act quite so much like a princess as I did before, but I'm still the only dog allowed to sleep on the bed.

And I plan to keep it that way :-)


Safe at Home

June 7th 2006 4:50 pm
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Mom came home the other day to find me GONE, and that's the moment she realized that I really AM one of her kids. She freaked just like she used to when the boys hid under the department store racks and she thought they'd been kidnapped.

She's also been told over and over that people will steal dogs that look like they might be valuable. Hey, but what dog ISN'T valuable? Apparently, some people will even enter a car to take a dog that looks like it might bring some $$. We all know that those people won't be crossing the Rainbow Bridge!

Anyway, Mom was not only panicked, she was also guilt-wracked. Since they always use a harness to walk me (collars can collapse the trachea of a small dog when pulled on too hard by a leash) they've never gotten me a collar and ID tag. How dumb is that!!!???

Lucky for her, after she drove around the neighborhood pitifully calling my name for twenty minutes, she arrived home to find that I had been snoozing in her studio the whole time. She and the boys gathered around me as if they had just discovered something very special about me. Personally, I think what they discovered was something special in themselves, which is just how big a human heart can be when man's best friend is involved.

The ID tag is on the way, and now we can live happily ever after.



Are my barking days over? Arrrooooooo!

May 18th 2006 7:57 pm
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Would someone please tell my family about 12-step programs? Sheeesh! They're determined to end my barking addiction in ONE! Give a girl a little break here, huh?

Mom sent away for a citronella-powered barking collar.

She spent 45 minutes putting it together (she's a little slow) and stunk up the kitchen when she pressed the citronella container down on the "fill tank". Fill tank my tail -- most of the citronella sprayed all over mom and all over the kitchen.

SOME of it must have found its way into the fill tank, though, because when Mom let me outside wearing the collar, as soon as I started to bark at my favorite target, known here as NOBODY AT ALL, something spurted out of the collar toward my face and I jumped about a foot in the air.

I have an evil owner because she just laughed when it happened.

Just to test the waters, I barked one more time at my other favorite target, THIN AIR, and the same thing happened again! Well, I never really cared that much about barking anyway. Tell that to the mean neighbor across the street who called the association cops on me! NOBODY likes him anyway (and you KNOW what I like to do to NOBODY :-)

Any other one-steppers out there? I think I might need a sponsor to keep me on the straight and narrow...

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