Age: 10 Years Sex: Male Weight: 51-100 lbs
|Home:Virginia/Annandale/Frederick/W, VA |
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I'm going to kill you, Russ,Boo, Tr'd Brglr, D@mn it, "multiple repetitive expletives here", Google George Carlin's 7 words you can't say on TV, Do it again, I dare you! , That's it Your Dead you worthless Mutt!
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October 31st 2003
Drinking Toilet Water, Eating Poisonous Plants, Chewing Various Pieces of Trash, Pooping in Pickup Zones, Peeing on Local Utilities, Terrorizing Random Strangers, Doing anything following the command "Stop It!"
Waking up Early, Small Noisy Children, Following Instructions, Small Amounts of Food, Being Alone for more than 2.5 seconds, objects that move & creatures that fly or crawl....
Anything you don't want destroyed, anything Rusty can toss up to 15ft , humans, sail cats, empty beer cans, dirty underwear, expensive CD ROM software, screaming monkeys & human fingers...
Quizno's, Iam's, Anything on the dolla menu, frozen watermelon sticks, poisonous vegetation, ICE CUBES & rotten garbage.
The Appalachian Trail with 15 pounds of stuff on his back, like my food, imported beer, and other fun things :)
Snapping his jaw like thunder, Throwing objects accurately at full glasses of any alcoholic beverage or bottles of beer. Licking your face at any given hour to go PEE ,Playing DEAF, biting Alex's ear & unwiring electrical systems without killing himself.
I was a 2nd pick from the family of 8 mixed ridgebacks from the big house in Frederick Maryland. My Master bailed me out 2 days before I was to recieve a lethal injection for a crime I did not commit. I'm one heck of a tough dog. On my first trip on the AT after a very long hike carrying my own food and water for the weekend I was attacked by a large swarm of yellow jackets. Me & my Master took off in different directions down the trail like LL Hockey Sticks.... A minute later in pain I turned around looking for master coated with bee's. My Master was stung dozens of times swatting them off of me. Once the bee's were gone, I passed out in the middle of trail. I came back around a minute later,drank some water and got back up ignoring the welts popping up all over my belly and back. All was well around the campfire that night and our first great memory was born.
If you see this Dog, Run....
Terrible, that's about it.
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You are going to cry hard
I've Been On Dogster Since:
|April 29th 2006
||More than 7 years!
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