Jack Russell Terrier
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Age: 11 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 1-10 lbs

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   Leave a bone for Chloe

Little Kulit, Bulilit, Junior

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:

December 29th 2005

taking walks with Coco, roughhousing with Pucci, diving into and swimming through lush grass, monopolizing all the toys

being left alone

Favorite Toy:
Coco's toys! and her pink rabbit

Favorite Food:
she's very democratic about food — she'll eat ANYTHING!!! she'll try EVERYTHING, even vinegar!

Favorite Walk:
parks and gardens, as long as there are lots and lots of soft green grass

Best Tricks:
choosing which toy she wants to play with and getting it...

Arrival Story:
She was a gift from a dear friend, whose dog Rattle had given birth for the first and last time. She was the breach-pup and the youngest of a litter of 8, of which only 3 survived and she is the only girl. I didn't think I could handle having another dog and was thinking of giving her away to my brother or a friend. But I fell in love with her from day one!

Forums Motto:
I can't help being me!

The Groups I'm In:
'Just Jacks', Split Faced Pooches

The Last Forum I Posted In:

I've Been On Dogster Since:
March 31st 2006 More than 10 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Kulit Bulilit!

Tagged! I'm IT, thanks to Shane

May 26th 2007 4:55 am
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I was tagged by my pup-pal Shane!
Here's how it works!

Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Dogs who are tagged should post in their Diary the rules & their 7 pawsome facts. Then, choose 7 dogs to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to bark them a pmail that they have been tagged and to read your Diary, or, send them a fun Rosette announcing they've been Tagged!

1. I was a belated Christmas present to my Mommy.
2. I like kids ... really! As long as they don't run around or scream or make noise... 'cause that's my job!
3. I'm willing to taste ANYTHING!
4. I don't believe it when they say I'm a small dog! No way!
5. Nothing scares me - not thunder, not fireworks, not a Rottweiler, nothing... Well, almost nothing.
6. I love rain, but I don't like baths!
7. I love sliding my belly and rolling around on the grass

My seven tags:
1. Coco
2. Pucci
3. Gori
4. Narra
5. North
6. Ashley Delilah Babes
7. Mango



January 9th 2007 7:58 pm
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Mommy says I can't help being me -- pushy, perky, pugnacious, persistent, plucky! That's my nature, being a Jack Russell Terrier. And we Jacks... we love being FIRST!

My sisters Coco and Pucci would scold me for pushing my way up the pack ladder. Coco used to have "Alpha Pet" status until I came along. We had a few skirmishes and I'm really sorry for biting her ear and nipping her nose but I can't help being what I am. I want to be FIRST -- I've bullied my way to the rank of "Alpha Pet", although Mommy still calls Coco her Princess and I'm the Pushy Puppy, but that's okay with me. So now, I'm the first one our Mom greets and hugs when she comes home from work or anywhere... The first in line, meaning taking the lead when the three of us take our afternoon walks together... The first to get to play with our new ball and toys... The first up my Mommy's armchair to watch TV with her... The first in everything!

And this year (2006) was my FIRST Christmas! Mommy hung bright and pretty balls on the branches of this big green tree. I wanted to play with them but Mommy scolded me, so I left them alone like the good dog I often am. Then she hung stockings for the three of us with gifts of toys and doggie treats inside. Sometimes I'd sniff at the gifts under the Christmas tree... "Where's mine? ... Is this for me? ... What's in here?" ... but one look from Mommy and I'd stop. I learned to wait until the stroke of midnight on Christmas Eve before tearing the wrappers and opening the gifts along with the family. I got a very pretty collar but Coco got the stuffed toy and Pucci got fetch-balls! No fair, I want their gifts too!!!

Then, last December 29, I celebrated my FIRST birthday!!! We had vanilla ice cream, yummmm! What a great birthday treat! That was the first time I've tasted ice cream! I shared my ice cream with my sisters Coco and Pucci (and the rest of the family, of course) and we were all so happy licking at the cold sweet stuff! I wish everyday was my birthday...

And though it wasn't my first New Year celebration, this was my FIRST real experience of the loud joyful noises and big colorful splashes of fireworks in the sky on New Year's Eve ! On my first New Year, I was just 3 days old you see and so I didn't hear or see any of these glorious festivities, safely cuddled I was under Rattle my birth-mother together with my littermates. But this year...Wow! Everything was all so new to me! I ran after my Mommy's niece Camille who kept blowing a horn into my ears... and I ran around and around the garden watching people lighting up "kwitis" and "luces" out in the street... and I ran up and down the terrace steps barking "Yappy New Year!" to everybody! I had so much fun but I was so tired at the end of it all, that my tongue was lolling out from all that celebration. Before long I was snoozing deeply in my bed, dreaming of how wonderful it is to be FIRST!



Here to stay...

May 19th 2006 9:39 pm
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I was what my first owner called a "breach baby" -- the last of a litter of 8 and nearly died because I was not positioned right to pass through my mommy Rattle's birth canal. So the vet had to C-section mommy Rattle right away to save her and to get me out alive. 3 months later, from among my 7 brothers and sisters, all but 3 of us remain alive and I'm the only girl left.

It was when we were 8 weeks old when my other sister and I were given as New Year presents to my human-Mommy, who wasn't sure if she could handle having another dog, what with having already two dogs to take care of. At first, she called us "Thelma and Louise," me being Louise. She later changed her mind and decided to call me CHLOE (after Stella McCartney's first couture stint). She gave my sister to a friend who named her Oreo but, unfortunately, one week later, my sister died from something she ate in the garden. That's why from then on, my "Mommy" made sure she was around to watch me whenever we're outside in the garden. We Jack Russells love to pick up things and "taste" them. I was most curious then about cats and the poo and mouse body-parts that they'd leave behind. But the humans think that's disgusting! I don't know why that is. After two weeks with my "Mommy", she gave me up to her brother on a try-out to see if he'd like to keep me. I wasn't sure if I liked that. But after a week away, she realized she missed me too much and decided that she wanted to keep me instead! Wow, I was so happy to be back in her arms ... and to be with my other "sisters", Coco and Pucci.

"Mommy" calls me her kulit bulilit -- meaning a little mischief-maker. Yeah, that's me! I'm a happy little puppy who can never have enough of playing and running around and investigating and tasting and chewing up everything! I just wish Ate Coco would play with me, but she finds me a pest. Sometimes when she's in the mood, Ate Coco and I would chase each other around, but that's not very often. I like playing with big Ate Pucci — she's 10 times my size! — and she takes care not to bite me hard or put her entire weight on me (imagine 40 lbs of Pucci on top of a 6-lb puppy like me!).

In the afternoons, "Mommy" takes me for a walk with Coco. We'd explore the parks, fields and empty lots in the neighborhood. This is my favorite time of the day! I just looooooove diving into and rolling around the soft green grass and barking and chasing after passing cars and noisy motorcycles. That latter activity doesn't please my "Mommy" though. She'd always yank me back and shout "No!" I don't like that word "No!" I'd yap-yap my hellos at people and they'd laugh at me because they say "look at this tiny puppy who thinks she's a big ferocious dog!" They'd call me "small but terrible". Ha, I'll show them who's terrible ... YAP YAP ARF ARF!!! In the evenings, my "Mom" would brush out the brambles that cling to my hair and wipe me clean with a damp cloth. And when I've dropped off to sleep, she'd carry me and tuck me inside my crate. Sigh, what a nice life... I'm really so glad my "Mommy" decided to keep me.

Yep. I'm little Kulit Chloe and I'm here to stay! Yippee!!!

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