Age: 13 Years Sex: Female Weight: 26-50 lbs
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Fucrazy, Fu, Fuely
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Chewing stuff, farting, getting dirty, rearranging furniture, and nosing around IN the couch for "fucrazy dust". (is it lint? dirt? whatever it is, it makes her crazy.)
Sitting still for photos, the baby gate, not being the center of attention.
Kevin, Disgusting cow hooves, STICKS, and her Kong....
Lamb, leaves, you, me, your mom-- you name it she'll eat it.
Schuykill Dog Park
Penny was originally sold as a show dog and was destined to be so until her teeth came in all wonky (underbite, snaggletoothed). She was returned to the breeder who then endeavored to place her as a pet...
I met Gus (a BT and generally stubborn old man) when I was in college and have been his babysitter for a few years now. The second I saw him I wanted nothing more than to have a bully of my very own....
After pining away for three years I crossed paths with a breeder who referred me to another and so on.... three weeks later Penny was mine!
Penny is 2 years old and quirky in every way. She likes to nibble on earlobes, has gas like you wouldn't believe, and hogs the couch. She thinks every person she passes on the street is her new best friend and can't wait to make friends with the cats. The cats, however, want nothing to do with her.
Penny has many brothers and sisters. The cats Maime and JP, my fish (Trigger, Barney, Baby Gumm, AI, and Earl Boykins), and two turtles (red earded sliders named Del and Virginia). Penny gets a little jealous when I pay attention to her brothers and sisters but she LOVES to watch the turtles at play.
I've Been On Dogster Since:
|April 20th 2004
||More than 12 years!
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October 24th 2005 12:28 am
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poor, spoiled penny.... for more than a year she had a stay at home mom who was merely threatening an attempt at grad school.
well, i'm now an official MFA student and penny HATES it. i'm not away from home any more than a 9-5er. (i have an excess of student loans that allows me to be only marginally employed.) still, penny finds the 7hrs/day that i spend away from home wholly unacceptable. it's not that she doesn't have company-- my BF works from home. i'm her No. 1 though and he's.... not. it's a blessing and a curse.
it's my fault. when i decided that the time was right to find a BT of my own one of the reasons was that since i wasn't working 40 hrs a week i would be able to make raising a pup a top priority. it worked in that she is a good, sweet little girl. unfortunately she had no reason to think (if that's what dogs do) that it woudn't go on forever and when her heart defect was diagnosed i went overboard. now, when i walk thru the door at night she bum rushes me "Dino" style. it's as if she thought i was gone for good. sometimes that "love" is a bit much. sometimes it hurts. those paws are like hammers.
don't get me wrong, she's not dangerously posessive nor does she act out in my absence. she's a typical bully and likes attention-- it's just that i feel this absurd guilt for having been away. BTs are great manipulators and it's precisely that way of thinking that got me where i am today. that's what people mean by "being owned by a bull terrier". i asked for it, though. all of it.
June 27th 2005 11:44 pm
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Well, we moved-- only six blocks but things are totally different for Penny. B/c my 30 gal goldfish aquarium is now in the living room her daily bully-runs are slightly more unnerving since the fish tank holds 2x more water than my turtle tank (turtles need room to bask). the fish held her interest for approx 2 min-- then she discovered the window behind the couch where she likes to stetch out, cat-like, and keep an eye on the neighborhood. she is THE neighborhood watch, alerting me to all passers by and thus her barking has increased 3 fold.
after our trip to chicago I decided that I would never board her again. a recent trip to vermont where i was to be a bridesmaid provided Penny with her first hotel stay (i gave up the free lodging in favor of an inn that allowed dogs for an additional $10 on top of the regular rate). not only did she steal the show at the reception but she was such an excellent guest k and i decided to get a room in springfield mass on the way home so that we could visit the basketball hall of fame. Penny developed quite a taste for king sized beds and elevators and i think coming home was a disappointment for her.
perhaps you read about her unfortunate orthodonture. one of her lower teeth succeeded in pushing 2 uppers away from her gums causing them to rot. her four tiny bottom teeth were "too jacked up" to be saved by brushing according to the vet tech and had become loose so out they came. that makes 6 total extractions and she hasn't even turned two. she took it like a champ and i must say that her breath is much, much better without a bunch of crooked teeth that do nothing but trap food. she's even started eating her (softened) dry food that she wanted nothing to do with until now. i guess it was painful to eat because she really, really digs the taste now that she's had some teeth pulled.
-beth and penny
January 5th 2005 7:35 pm
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Kevin and I spent New Year's in Chicago. I wanted to bring Penny with but after mulling it over I decided to board her instead. I'm not what you would call a "good flyer" and taking Penny on a road trip was an excellent way to avoid it all together-- not to mention the fact that we've never spent more than 7 or 8 hours apart. Ultimately it was the 12 hr drive that put an end to my plans and so it was off to the kennel for Penny. Never again. I missed her so much that I called the poor folks at doggie world everyday. They were nice about it but even i knew i was being rediculous.
The kennel itself was great but she came home exhausted from constant play. Her paws are sore since she's not used to gravel and although she was well fed she's accustomed to so much more-- an egg with breakfast, raw meat, and eating wet food from a fork. At home she is a big fish in a small pond. Not so at doggie world daycare where every dog, not just Penny, is special. It must have been quite a shock for her.
It's my fault. I made sure Penny was left with a good group of people but I should have done more to prepare her for life as a normal dog. Live and learn....
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