Nicknames: Full Name-Captain Morgan Conway,♥ Morgie, ♥BigHead, ♥Drooly,♥Morg, ♥Morganstern
Birthday: December 26th 2000
Likes: any kind of food or bed, but most especially her box bed made by her grandpa
Pet-Peeves: !#@#*! SQUIRRELS and moles in "her "yard and in "her" trees, thunder, fireworks
Favorite Toy: plastic pop bottles, she won't play with any other thing(non living!!)
Favorite Food: purina One, Everything!!
Favorite Walk: she doesn't like to exercise!! In fact she doesn't like to move at all, except when there are squirrels around
Best Tricks: running in her sleep, jumping to the top of our 6 foot fence like a pogo stick
Arrival Story: After my husband and I had our first dog for a few years, we decided she needed a companion. We decided that we would get a dog for each other on Valentines day, so we went to the same APL that we got Pebbles from, and she was the first puppy I picked up. let's just say that I couldn't put her back in that cage!! She was the sweetest puppy, never getting into any trouble.
Bio: Morgan is the kind of dog that loves to sleep and eat more than anything . But the first sign of illness or injury and she becomes the biggest baby in the world. I love cuddling with her and watching her look through those long eyelashes at me. She was an excellent puppy and we even used to carry her around in our gym bag with her head peeking out!! Now that's she's grown she is loved by everyone and us most of all. My favorite thing about her when she was a puppy was that she used to sleep in the shelf on our head board for our bed. Even when she got too big and started to slip off, she would still stuff herself in there somehow. She has a knack for squeezing herself into spaces too small for her big body. Her grandpa even built her a bed that was just a little too small for her(modeled after a box she loves) and now she can't get enough of that bed.
It's been getting a little tough to walk lately. Yesterday I was running in the yard chasing squirrels and today my hips seem to be so stiff. Mommy was petting me and feeling around and for some reason she started crying a lot. Something about another "mass". Not sure what that means, but I dont like it if it makes her this sad. The good thing is I have been getting so much yummy meat(you know I love FOOD) and lotsa treats. I've been much more snuggly with mommy and daddy too, which they seem to like. Hopefully tomorrow I'll be back to chasing squirrels(or maybe even Bammers!)
Things have been really weird around here lately. Mommy and daddy have been talking about me a lot and they look so sad. My big,sweet head usually makes them smile. I keep hearing things like "sick" and "dying" and all the same words that mommy and daddy said before Pebbles left us. I'm not sure what they're talking about but I feel fine. I may be a little thirstier than usual, but I think that's because of all my squirrel chasing. My booty seems to be growing, but so does mommies, so that shouldn't make them sad either. I've had a great few weeks, I even got to spend a few days by myself at gram and grandpas and boy did they spoil me:-) Those kitties of theirs look so fun to play with but they won't come near me. Gramma gave me some tasty treats and even though I havent been too hungry lately, they actaully were yummy! I'm hoping mommy and daddy get over their weird funk soon, I don't like to see them sad...
...when is Pebbs' coming back? I really need somepup to help get this puppy in line, and who better and more gentle than my big sis? Bammers does nothing but annoy me and I don't know what to do anymore, I just want Pebbs back. Mommy says that I am just depressed, and she's hoping with the warm weather I will get my spirit back. All I want to do is sleep. Daddy thinks I have aged really fast since Pebbies has been gone, and I have to admit I do feel older. Pebbles was my best friend, my squirrel chasing buddy, and I looked up to her. Now who do I look up to? I feel kind of lost. I do still enjoy chasing those little rats with tails(aka squirrels), but I just wish Pebbs was here alongside me like always. We grew up together, I never knew a life without her, and I have to say, so far I hate it. Mommy's hoping that after grandma recovers from her surgery, that she can take me for a little vacation-by MYSELF!!!!! Oh what a woofderful idea. I can picture it now, sunning myself, chasing squirrels and all sorts of little critters all day with grandpa, then ending the day with a homemade meal from grandma. That must be what heaven is like. Maybe that is all I need, a little break from the fuzzball. Well, since it's not dinnertime, I might as well go back to sleep...