Age: 13 Years Sex: Male Weight: 51-100 lbs
|Home:Ocean City, MD ||[I have a diary!] |
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Bubba, Chewie, Beaper, Beaperoni, Heapers
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July 16th 2003
My big red chair, my stuffed animals, chasing Wes and Gidget, playing on the beach
I don't think that I have any; I am very easy going!
My squeeky stuffed animals
Popcorn is my all time favorite - I sit by the microwave until it's done! But I really do like anything edible, but I usually eat the stuff that comes outta the green bag
I love to go for a walk on the beach
I can give a High five while standing on my hind legs, I sit, I lay down, and of course give my paw.
It's a good thing dad and mom were off that day. They walked into the pet store, I took one look at them, and knew I was going home. Dad knew right away, too, but mom needed to be convinced a little more. I put on my best cute-dog face and she was a goner! She wanted to name me Bob the dog, but dad talked her out of it. They came up with Heap instead, in honor of their favoraite football player, Todd Heap - tightend for the Baltimore Ravens. I think it was an excellent choice - exceptional name for an exceptional dog! I almost didn't make it that first night, though. I was really scared and sad and lonely all by myself in the cage, so I cried all night. That really upset mom, and she thought they had made a mistake. The next night I realized they were just in the other room, and I calmed down. Things have been great ever since!
I of the big red chair!
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FANCYPANTS CAFE, All Boxers, Boxers International, ~~~*♥Dog Park USA♥*~~~
I've Been On Dogster Since:
|April 21st 2006
||More than 10 years!
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April 26th 2006 8:56 am
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This story was in the Wilmington, NC Star-News (newspaper) a few months ago. It's about me and one of my grandmother's. The picture that was on the front page of the section is the one above!!
I love my grandpet!
Awaiting that first grandbaby, boomers embrace their role as doting grandparents to the furry, feathered and scaly
By Amanda Greene
Ask Melodie Deacon about her grandchildren. Any day.
A big smile slides across her face as she reaches for her bag. She whips out her mobile phone and bubbles: “Wanna see his picture?”
Standing in Wilmington’s Petco, she beeps through the photographs on her phone, past pictures of her cats and her daughter in Ocean City, Md., to her beloved Heap’s portrait. (Yeah, that’s Heap, whose football-crazed parents named him after Baltimore Ravens player Todd Heap.)
And there, smiling wide, drooling some, is the not-so-little Heap – her black brindle boxer granddog.
Still waiting for her daughter to have her first human grandchild, Deacon is part of a growing number of grandparents in the U.S. who are embracing grandbabies who go “woof” instead of “waah.”
“Right now, we’re renting a small house and wanted to wait on a family until we actually buy a bigger house,” said Melodie Deacon’s daughter, Bianca Miller. Miller, 30, manages sales for a surf shop, and her husband, Matt, paints houses in Ocean City, Md.
“We’re just now starting to get into our careers. Neither one of us wanted to have kids and then say, ‘Now, how are we going to make ends meet?’ Now a lot of our friends are getting married and starting to have kids.”
Deacon sees a clear difference between her daughter’s life plan and her own.
“My kid got married when she was 28 and by that time, I had already had children,” she said.
And while everyone was waiting to have kids until after graduate school or that first big promotion, pets quietly elevated their status from outside bowsers to inside schnauzers.
April 21st 2006 6:39 pm
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Wow! This is great! I have my very own webpage. Boy are my friends going to be jealous.
Hmm... I've never had any kind of journal or diary before, so I guess I'll just start by telling you about my day. I don't have to say 'dear diary' or anything, do I? Heck no! This is my space! I'll start however I see fit. Now that's decided: my day.
I woke up this morning around 7 a.m. Dad was up early, so he took me out. Mom usually does it, so it was nice to have a little male bonding time with dad before he went off to work. I had a little kibble for breakfast. I'm a man of habit, so I didn't go for anything new this morning - just my usual.
After breakfast, I hung out with mom for a little while before she went to work, then I went into my cage. I sleep on my leopard print bed all day, surrounded by my toys, until mom or dad gets home. Let me tell ya, it's a real bachelor pad - the ladies go wild over the leopard (no pun intended!).
It started raining this evening and was windy and cold, so we didn't really stay outside for very long. Kind of a bummer.
And that brings us to the present. I just set up this page, wrote this entry, and now I think I'll go have a late dinner.
Feel free to pop in, say hello, leave me abone, invite me to be your pal, etc. I'm really friendly and super easy to get along with. Can't wait to meet everyone!
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