Ripley


Rhodesian Ridgeback
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Home:Seattle/Auburn/Federal Way, WA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 6 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Nicknames:
Ripley-rolla-roosta-meister, Ripster, Ripples, Ripple-stiltskin, Ripple-meister, Ripley-Girl

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

Quick Bio:
-purebred-dog rescue

Likes:
Drive-up coffee places (TREATS!!), my Cube filled with food, riding in the car, laying in front of fireplace, snuggling under the covers with my peeps, chasing laser light, chasing or being chased by other dogs

Pet-Peeves:
Weekly ear drops & allergy shots and that AWFUL Seattle rain.

Favorite Toy:
Stuffed Kong toys (DUH!), nylabone, my cube, laser light, anything that moves.

Favorite Food:
I'll have whatever you're having, thank you! Oh yeah, I like rabbit poop too.

Favorite Walk:
Everywhere - Anywhere, especially when I can be off leash.

Best Tricks:
Shake hands (then OTHER PAW 14 times), Push-ups (sit, lay, sit, lay, sit, lay). Also I sit & stay when Mom feeds me - and can sit still for 20 minutes when she forgets to say "break" (and this happens too often).

Arrival Story:
My peeps wanted a RR companion/friend (not a show dog), and were in contact with several breeders when they met me. I was about 6.5 months old when they rescued me from some rather icky people. I wasn't getting some needed medical attention, I was living outside in the cold, eating poor quality food, and was NOT a part of that family at all. My now family and I love each other SO MUCH! I'm Head of Security, and they treat me like royalty... as it should be.

Bio:
I was probably born to an unethical breeder, as my siblings and I were flown to Seattle to be sold when we were 6 weeks old. I was labeled "pet quality" cuz my ridge isn't perfect, and there was a problem with my left eye. The lashes were growing inward, and it was always red & swollen. To cover it up, the previously mentioned icky people used pepper spray (accidentally - yeah right!) so BOTH eyes were sore and red... and the need for repairative surgery wasn't known until it was no longer their problem. My new peeps got me all fixed up though, and now I'm good as new.

Forums Motto:
Was that a rabbit I just saw?

The Groups I'm In:
Sam's Stinky Dog Cafe, Puget Sound Pups, Rhodesian Ridgeback Lovers, Seattle Dogs

Favorite Charity:
http://www.rimrockhumanesociety.org/

Favorite Phrase:
Do you wanna go for a ride?

Least Favorite Phrase:
Ripley, you're a bad girl.

If My Parents REALLY Loved Me:
I'd be allowed to chase rabbits.

Favorite Fantasy:
A never ending supply of stuffed Kong toys hidden around the house.

Ideal Scenerio:
Chasing or being chased by other dogs 24/7.



I've Been On Dogster Since:
April 11th 2006 More than 3 years!

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Dogster Id:
297504

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My name is Ripley, and I'm a fun-a-holic.


Birthday Time!!!


August 4th 2009 6:47 am
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Happy Birthday to ME!!! Mom said I'm turning 6 years old today!!! I get the day off from work today, and get to catch up on sleep. Mom took me to the office twice in the past week, and I'm just beat! It's been fun though, cuz we usually start the day with a walk along Puget Sound, so lots of birds that need chasing. Tonight I get Frosty Paws for dessert. Mmmm, good!

I like my life; I'm glad I was born... and I'm REALLY glad to have ended up with the peeps I have.


Facebook...


January 1st 2009 8:54 pm
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My mom wanted me to write and let you know she's spending a LOT of time of Facebook these days... and she wants any of you who's peeps are also on FB to maybe connect up with her over there too. She has a "virtual dog" named Essay on that sight that -- well, she says a virtual dog is no competition for me, but sometimes I gotta wonder.

Anyhow, if your peeps are on Facebook, mom's name is Rita Carrow... and she'd love to connect up over there with ya.

Mom's got a new job these days, and guess what!!! I get to go to the office with her about once a week or so. I have a dogbed there, and a water bowl and lots of fun chew toys and bones... and I like the people, and they like me... and I'm soooo happy with this new set of circumstances. Drive-up coffee places is still one of my favorite things in the whole world, but going to work with mom -- I get to drive up coffee both before and after we're done working. Life is pretty good, I gotta say.

Waggin' at y'all,
Ripley ~


"Get Off of It" (barked to the tune of "Get Over It" by the- Eagles


September 17th 2008 9:01 pm
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I'm looking at Dogster and what do I see
Dogs on the couch -- but NO, not me!!!
They wag their happy little tails at everybody else
Spend all my time feelin' sorry for myself
Accused of this, accused of that
The couch is so nice, and the floor is too flat.

Get off of it
Get off of it
I am barkin' and chargin' and pitchin' a fit
Get off of it
Get off of it.

I haven't been the same since my humans turned grouch
But I might feel better if I laid on the couch
The more I think about it, Ole Yeller was right
Let's chew up the sofa, let's chew it tonight
I don't want to work, I want to live like a queen
But mom and dad won't let me lie on the thing.

Get off of it
Get off of it
If you don't listen, then I might as well split
Get off of it
Get off of it.

It's like going to the vet every time I hear you speak
You're threatenin' me that I won't get my treats
With some dogs that works, but I know you're weak.

You drag me around like a ball and chain
You walk me in the park; you walk me in the rain
You dress me like a human, you dress me like a clown
My esteem's in the gutter, bringin' everybody down
You complain about the shedding and my passing of gas
I'd like to find your inner child and sniff its little ass.

Get off of it
Get off of it
I am bitchin' and barkin' and pitchin' a fit
Get off of it
Get off of it.


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