Birthday: September 5th 1998 Likes: Riding in the truck,Barking at people and dogs from the truck!Kids. Pet-Peeves: Thunder,low flying jets and other loud noises.Being brushed,esp with The Wire Brush :( People who leave without her. Skateboards and/or Rollerblades. Favorite Toy: any ball the bigger the better! Favorite Food: Raw carrots, cauliflower, anything Mom is eating! {If I stare long enough she'll break down!} Favorite Walk: St Paul University, Stanley Park, camping leash free on an island. Best Tricks: Giving a high five,Dancing on cue....Climbing fences, jumping...barking at someone just so they'll pay attention to her Arrival Story: Maya came to us in the spring of 2000 when she was
18 months old. She had two owners previously and was, to be kind,
a little crazy. After a while she developed into a endearingly funny
little clown who never failed to give us a smile every day..
muddy dog photo!
....... clean dog photo!
..... Bio: A story about Maya will be printed in a book called "Smarter than
Jack" by Oct 2004; it's full of stories of how smart any animal can be; with proceeds going to the Canadian Federation of Humane Societies; see SmarterThanJack------------------- ----------------------- Forums Motto: Seize the Day! The Groups I'm In: The Welsh Terrier Group!, Wayward Welshies Rainbow Bridge: Maya went to the bridge on Dec 3 2006, we miss her very much
This morning Dad was reading the paper and the THING ON THE CEILING
started "talking" ! You know , the ROUND THING! Sometimes when Dad
puts food on the BOXTHATGETSHOT and leaves it too long, the ROUNDTHING
"talks" . LOUDLY!
Well this morning the BOXTHATGETSHOT is not hot, but the ROUNDTHING
is "talking"{ not loudly,but real softly, see? }
Dad doesn't hear it so I run and tell him,Yip, please come see?
Dad is nice but not very bright, so I run back and forth, until finally he
comes to see and makes the ROUND THING stop "talking"
My work is done here; time to move on! To the park, I hope!
Maya
This morning I Wanted To Play Right Now & went to my master & mistress
in turn nipping at their slippers with my bum in the air and tail wagging
but they were sipping their coffee with their "paper things"in their faces.
Barking got me a "Baddog" and threats of terrible retribution like" I'll Give You
Up To the Gypsies And Won't You Be Sorry Then!"{Hollow Threats I'm Sure!}
So off to the bathroom I go, grab the toilet paper end and trot down the hall
like a horse, too full of beans pulling 30 -40 feet of paper behind me
with a detour around the couch and stopping with a flourish in front of Dad!
LOOK: COFFEE is coming out of his NOSE! Once he cleaned up I got a nice
walk! It pays to play!