Roscoe


Mixed Breed
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Age: 9 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 26-50 lbs


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Nicknames:
Roskie, Roskers, Bubba, Boo-Boo

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Quick Bio:
-dog rescue

Birthday:
January 1st 2005

Likes:
Gnawing on a Nylabone, playing soccer, tearing around the house at top speed, my friend Gogo, relaxing in my crate while Mom and Dad are at work, hikes in the woods, zipping around our new yard at night with the fireflies

Pet-Peeves:
Service men coming into the house, large suitcases, being surprised, nail trims

Favorite Toy:
Soccer ball, Squeaky bone, Hurl-a-squirrel flying toy

Favorite Food:
Peanut butter, cheese, grass, broccoli, carrots

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere in the woods

Best Tricks:
Kangaroo, giving paw, hide and seek, catching ice cubes in my mouth, roll over, Speak!, and waiting nicely outside the kitchen while Mom and Dad are working in there

Arrival Story:
Mom and Dad were planning to adopt a dog after the December holidays, but they saw my picture on the rescue website just before Thanksgiving. I looked so sweet and cute (and was the perfect medium size for their apartment) that they couldn't resist meeting me. We went for a walk together and I was super excited--dragging them down the sidewalk. Even though I was nervous with all the other dogs at the adoption day, they could tell that I was a sweetheart. They were scared of taking the plunge, but they wanted to give me a good home and a steady family. They bought me a whole bunch of goodies, then took me to my forever home and told me they'd never let me go! On my first day at home, Mom and Dad's friends Melissa and Quinn came over for dinner. I was still all jazzed up and pretty uncertain about the world. When Quinn came in wearing leather hiking boots, I got really upset and barked at them all night. I could tell Quinn was a nice guy, but I was so scared of the boots that I couldn't calm down. The next day, I even barked at Dad's shoes. After that, Mom and Dad worked hard at letting me know that I was safe and that no one (and no pair of shoes) was going to hurt me. They have introduced me to all kinds of nice people and dogs and I don't get so nervous and barky anymore when I'm in public. I can walk through a crowd with ease. I'm even learning not to bark at the door when someone's outside, but the UPS man might just be my forever foe. ;-)

Bio:
Mom and Dad think I might be part Glen of Imaal terrier. They are "little big dogs" with the same turned out feet that I have. Glens have a deep bark and so do I. I weigh 35 pounds but sound like a 70 pound dog when I let my WOOF loose. They think I'm also part Pembroke Welsh Corgi with my red coloring and big bat-like ears, which I can hold up straight when I want to.

Forums Motto:
Anteater Dog

The Groups I'm In:
♥ The Pet Poetry Group ♥, Appalachian Mountain Dogs, Backpackin' Pups United, DC Doggies, Eco-Dogs, Virginia Dogs

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Take me Home

I've Been On Dogster Since:
March 17th 2006 More than 8 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
282943


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How to Vacuum the Sidewalk, by Roscoe the Anteater Dog


Summer Fun

June 24th 2007 11:50 am
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Hi, all you woofers out there! Mom's been kinda lazy about updating my diary and it's been many moons since I've been able to have my say on here. Last night a whole bunch of human friends came over to play with me and I stayed up way past midnight playing tugs and getting love. My good pal Julia brought me a humongous peanut butter biscuit from the Outer Banks and I finally got to eat it last night. Holy smokes was that thing big! And delicious! Now am totally worn out and can barely keep my eyes open. Have been laying around either corgied out or slinky-spined all day.
Next week, am off to Gogo's house for a sleepover while Mom and Dad go to Wisconsin. I can't wait!

 

Soccer Obsession

February 3rd 2007 3:06 pm
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Did my favorite thing ever today--chased my ball around the yard and snagged it away from Mom and Dad when they tried to kick it. Since the ball's a little flat, I can pick it up in my mouth and dart away with it. Ha ha! Love that more than anything.
Will admit I have a mild obsession with soccer balls, any ball, really, that's being kicked around on the grass. See one in a park and I go nuts. Would jerk my head right out of my collar just to go after it. Will chase it till my paws go numb. Can't do anything to fight it, so I just enjoy it. And have the time of my life when I finally get it all to myself!
"Call it impulsive, call it compulsive, call it insane."
--Barenaked Ladies

 

Does That Make Me Crazy?

January 20th 2007 7:36 pm
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Today and yesterday have been super windy and that makes me jumpy with all the smells in the air. Frolicked in the yard and barked my little head off at birds and squirrels and Dean next door. Chomped and chewed lots of good sticks which had fallen from the gusts. Wind makes me just a little bit craaazy!
My new video up above is from when my two uncles came to visit a few weekends ago. Their suitcases weren't too big and they gave me lots of good hugs so I loved them being here. They slept out on the futon in the living room so I got to sniff them real close each morning. We had a really warm day--just like spring!--and went driving around trying to find somewhere to explore. We ended up at the Potomac River and walked along the banks where it was peaceful and saw only a few other quiet folks. So many good smells though! Tall yellow grass and mudd and puddles of water. Big boulders to scramble around on and trees to wind through. What a place! And hiding right there amidst the city.
I gave Uncle Karsty and Uncle Ethy big doggy hugs when they went away. I hope they'll come back soon.

 
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