Nicknames: Roxette, Roxidoxi, Foxyroxi, Roxster, Rodent, Roxs, Poopy, Poopette, Peepot, Poopieface, Miss Poopypants, "THE GREAT ROXDINI", Miss Poopalot, Poopiebutt, Wigglebutt
Birthday: June 19th 2005
Likes: Play fighting with Zoe her doggy sister, going on the deck, licking toes and play biting them, licking anything in sight, tearing apart her booda bone, and trying to get human food any way she can.
Pet-Peeves: Any noise she goes crazy barking, and not getting attention when Zoe is.
Favorite Toy: Booda bone, an old sock
Favorite Food: Anything except her dog food
Favorite Walk: Around the block and running around on the deck
Best Tricks: Lay down, sit and paw
Arrival Story: We already had a dog, Zoe, a schnoodle, seven years old. My daughter wanted a puppy but her father said no. We always go to pet shops to look at puppies anyway. Our fish was sick one day, and we went to the pet shop to get medicine. My daughter saw a little cairn terrier, and wanted to take it out to hold it. I told her we didnt have time so she called her father and asked him when he came home could they go look at the puppy.(just look!) Unfortunately, the puppy was sold. She was very upset and didn't believe them. So we went for a ride to see if maybe they made a mistake. Sad to say, she was gone. I left my name and number to just see if they would get any more cairns in so then they would call me. Making it clear, not to buy, but to look. They called the next day and said they weren't getting any more cairn terriers in. But the little cairn was back. Someone had returned it because it was sick. My daughter somehow convinced my husband to give in and buy the puppy . She said it was meant to be. Roxi was the runt of the litter and very sick. We took her in and nursed her back to health. We received papers for her but they were questionable so I researched them and found out she came from a puppy mill in the Amish country. Being on dogster I realize now ALL dogs from pet shops are puppymill dogs and I don't hesitate to tell that to people when I am in a pet shop. If I'd been more knowledgable I would have gone to a shelter, for that I am very sorry, but Roxi was very sick so I consider her rescued just for the fact she was returned once already.
Bio: Unfortunately, since she was very sick as a puppy, she couldn't go outside to be trained so she is now one years old and refuses to go to the bathroom outside. Somehow after her first birthday she got it. She just stopped doing her business in the house and goes outside. All our paws are crossed.
Can you believe it’s been since February 14, 2008 since anyone has bothered to write in my diary. What?? I don’t count anymore?? For Zoe it has been about the same. So now it is time to play catchup. Technically, we have both done nothing out of the ordinary. A trip to Grandma’s and that was about it.
The one furless graduated 8th grade. So now one is a senior and one is a freshman. During the summer mom and the one furless went college hunting. I got to stay home with the furless that takes good care of us most of the time and Dad. Then Mom drove out to Ohio by herself (YIKES) to meet some dogster friends: Mellow and gang, Mingus, Vincent/Rosie, Kitai, Raven/Riley, N’awlins Gang, and Beast. Since it was in Ohio and a few had flown the only dogs met were Mellow, Vincent and Raven and their crews. What I don’t get is why we couldn’t go??? Mom drove, I’m a great passenger (not Zoe). But Mom just rolled her eyes the way mom’s do….. Anywho, she had a great time. She was gone for almost 7 days. We got away with soooo much. She still doesn’t know the half of it…..
So, summer came and went. We swam in the BIG pool, we dunked in the kiddie pool. We chased chipmunks and squirrels. Laid in the sun. Had ice cream. All the fun stuff without even leaving the yard.
Now that fall is here, the trees are blowing, the wildlife is out in full force. Just the other night there was a bear on out front steps then it went around to the back deck where we were outside. We barked and howled for Mom to come see our new friend but she wasn’t too happy. Ehhh, who knows with these humans……
Let's hope these diary entries get a little more frequent so I am not forced to make good on my threat to get a new secretary.
Oh, woe is me. Valentine’s Day and I’m not on Dogster. How could this happen?? How can this be? Let me go back and try to explain.
It all started on the evening of February 12, 2008. You can read the start of trouble in Zoe’s diary. This is MY story. We woke up to ice, snow and no power on the morning of the 13th. NO INTERNET!! We could care less about power for heat or lights, it’s the darn internet that does the Momma in. We went through the whole day with sleet and ice and silence. By night the humans were losing it. Very sad. They were forced to talk to each other. Momma was fretting because of Valentine’s Day and giving out rosettes and all that.
So she gets an idea. The furless go to school, she leaves us to go to the library to use THEIR internet. Momma goes in and asks to use it. They say she can use it for 15 minutes if someone is waiting and longer if no one is. Since every one's internet is out she figures she has 15 minutes before anyone shows up. She logs on and wants to go to Dogster. BLOCKED. She calls over the librarian and says what is the problem? The librarian says they have a high filter on for questionable websites. Momma says “it’s Dogster!!!!!, an online dog community” The lady didn’t care and walked away. Rules are rules. Momma calls over librarian no. 2. and tells her she works for Dogster and must get on. The lady asks her what exactly she does. Momma says she has to moderate the forums and just check things out. The lady looked at her suspiciously. Was Momma telling the truth?? Of course not, but she was just stretching the truth slightly. SHE HAD TO GET ON DOGSTER!!!! The first lady came back and looked kinda mad. They wanted momma to prove that she worked for Dogster. GULP. Momma said well that is just plain silly. How can she prove it? The ladies said they could call. Momma said they are based on the West Coast and not in yet. So they said to come back later then when they could verify her story. Now Momma couldn’t do that?? So she figured she’d put up a bigger fight, nothing to lose or so she thought. Without getting into the nitty gritty, she lost her library privileges for two weeks. It was originally 1 week but Momma said something not so nice and they said two weeks.
So I went through Valentine’s Day without my Bertie and Zoe without her Charlie.
Who knew the library ladies had no sense of humor?
On a brighter note our internet came on late this afternoon right when Momma had to go out. Ahhhh, such is life.