Cinnamon


Cardigan Welsh Corgi/Beagle [See My DogsterPlus Photo Book]
Picture of Cinnamon, a female Cardigan Welsh Corgi/Beagle

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"Keepin' an eye on you"

Home:Wide Spot In The Road In East , TN  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 8 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 26-50 lbs

And then there was the other surgery to remove a cancerous tumor. Poor baby. Two major surgeries in 4 weeks.

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"And then there was the other surgery to remove a cancerous tumor. Poor baby. Two major surgeries in 4 weeks."

Here's lookin' at ya

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"Here's lookin' at ya"

Hard times. Cini is resting quietly at home after emergency surgery to remove her ruptured right eye. Not exactly what we wanted for Christmas...

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"Hard times. Cini is resting quietly at home after emergency surgery to remove her ruptured right eye. Not exactly what we wanted for Christmas..."

Sunset onboard...the BEST part of the day!

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"Sunset onboard...the BEST part of the day!"

Things are looking up!!!

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"Things are looking up!!!"

Two dogs and a duck

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"Two dogs and a duck"

Put another log on the fire!

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"Put another log on the fire!"

Bark! The Hairy Angel Sings...

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"Bark! The Hairy Angel Sings..."

Pahdon me, but have ye seen me chipmunk???

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"Pahdon me, but have ye seen me chipmunk???"

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Juliette
 

Nicknames:
Cini Mini Bon Bon, Sister, Cini Moose, Schmoose, Smoosh, Voluptuous, Miss Thang

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

Quick Bio:
-mutt-dog rescue

Likes:
Boat and car rides, evening walks, my big pillow, chasing waves, chasing squirrels or rabbits or lizards

Pet-Peeves:
Bathing sucks a rotten egg, Other female dogs really annoy me, the vacuum cleaner is a demon

Favorite Toy:
Squeaky cat, rope toy, sticks

Favorite Food:
p-nut butter toast & scrambled eggs

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere, anytime. Let's go.

Best Tricks:
Shake, sit, get it, load up, squeak your toy, catches snacks mid-air, "talks", can open car door and car windows!

Arrival Story:
Several years ago a black lab mix that had been abandoned and abused showed up at our house. It took mom 6 weeks to get within 15 feet of him. Mom rescued him, and our neighbors adopted him. I showed up at the neighbor's house a couple of years later lost, skinny and pitiful. Mom had planned to foster me until I could find a permanent home. She didn't realize I had already found a permanent home. Hers! So our neighbors just traded rescued pups! Boy, are we lucky!

Bio:
So far it's been a rough 2010 for the little Cini Mini Bon Bon. Just before Christmas Cini had emergency surgery to remove her right eye. It ruptured when she raked a ragged dew claw across an already inflamed eye ball. Four weeks later she had a very large cancerous tumor removed from her right hind leg. The prognosis is good, and Cinnamon is sick of the lampshade on her head.

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Before I was a dog Mom


November 28th 2008 2:56 am
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Before I was a Dog Mom: I made and ate hot meals unmolested; I had unstained, unfurred clothes; I had quiet conversations on the phone, even if the doorbell rang.

Before I was a Dog Mom: I slept as late as I wanted and never worried about how late I got to bed . . . or if I could get into my bed.

Before I was a Dog Mom: I cleaned my house everyday, I never tripped over toys, stuffies, chewies, or invited the neighbor's dog over to play.

Before I was a Dog Mom: I didn't worry if my plants, cleansers, plastic bags, toilet paper, soap or deodorant were poisonous or dangerous.

Before I was a Dog Mom: I had never been peed on, pooped on, drooled on, chewed on, or pinched by puppy teeth.

Before I was a Dog Mom: I had complete control of my thoughts, my body and my mind. I slept all night without sharing the covers or pillow.

Before I was a Dog Mom: I never looked into big, soulful eyes and cried. I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop a hurt. I never knew something so furry and four-legged could affect my heart so deeply.

Before I was a Dog Mom: I had never held a sleeping puppy just because I couldn't put it down. I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was well. I didn't know how warm it feels inside to feed a hungry puppy. I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important.

Before I was a Dog Mom: I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment, or the satisfaction of being ... A Dog Mom


BEAGLEY BILL OF RIGHTS


June 13th 2007 3:27 pm
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My Mom's friend shared this with her. She says this is quite appropriate for us considering my behavior. Whatev...It's the...
BEAGLEY BILL OF RIGHTS

Amendment I
Owners shall make no law abridging the freedom to bark, bay, or howl anywhere, anytime, and for any reason, real or imagined; or growl if moved or awakened from any chosen spot. Squirting with hoses, water pistols, screaming, or physical intervention is strictly prohibited. When Beagles bark, humans must listen until they understand and then perform accordingly.

Amendment II
The right to claim any spot on the bed first, not having to move for humans or siblings; covers and pillows will remain untouched until we vacate said spot. Good sun spots must be made available throughout every house and curtains that block access are open season.

Amendment III
The unlimited right to enter and exit the back door with human assistance, performed with no grumbling under the breath.

Amendment IV
The right to at least one walk per day anywhere, anytime we want, including mud, water hazards, garbage dumps, rolling on dead animals, insects or any other unidentified smelly goo; with no censorship of items or creatures procured to eat. No muzzles, masks, or other contraptions will be applied to abridge desire to forage. Sniffing will have no limits as to time or object. Yanking or pulling on the leash is prohibited, as is screaming or physical intervention.

Amendment V
Eating anything is an inalienable right and humans shall make no rules regarding; the cat box, sibling’s treats or dinners, garbage can exploration, or countertop sweeping. All packages must be inspected upon entrance to the house. An adequate space either at or directly under the table must be provided at meal times. Any food dropped on the floor must be pointed to and is immediately property of the Beagle eliminating any five second rule of humans, and if said Beagle is absent the item must remain untouched until his arrival whether from the next room or outside. No Beagle is responsible for clean up of any residual dog spit. Treats will be distributed upon human departure and arrival. Vegetables from the garden whether on the plant or in a container, especially green beans, are property of the Beagle. Obesity or its description will be eliminated from any handbooks, manuals, leaflets, or other propaganda upon entering the house and the Beagle will determine what weight is proper for their frame.

Amendment VI
Beagles will be secure in their possessions against any search either by humans or siblings. No seizure of Beagle property is allowed and in the event of exchange for another item of higher value, both items become property of the Beagle. In counterpoint, Beagles have the right to search and seize at his whim; any pocket, purse, bag, toy box, dishwasher door, countertop, or child.

Amendment VII
Chewing feet, scratching ears, rolling on the back and biting of genitals will be permitted and the only resolution will be rubbing of the belly by the human.

Amendment VIII
Under no circumstances shall any Beagle or canine brother be used for human medical experiment. If caught, humans will undergo said experiment every day for the rest of their lives.

Amendment IX
Unusual human behavior, such as harmonica playing, phone talking, lawn mowing, leaf raking, bed-thrashing, etc. will be met with unlimited barking until said activity ceases.

Amendment X
No Beagle will be left behind!


Barking With Myself


May 14th 2007 5:35 pm
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Cini Mini Bon Bon recently discovered her echo on a ridge by her lake. After almost an hour of vocal fun she decided to write a song about her adventure. Hoping to be only a smidge as prolific as her best canine pal Kennypie, she has written this catchy little tune. BTW Cinnamon has asked her typist to let everyone know that this is her first musical venture.

"Barking With Myself"
(Howl to the tune of Billy Idol’s "Dancing With Myself")

On the blue pontoon boat
Or down on the shore to go, go
With the echo selection
With the lake reflection
I'm barking with myself!

When there's no other dog in sight
Breaking the peace of the lake night
The echo sounds so long
For my vocal vibration
And I'm barking with myself!

Oh, barking with myself
Oh, barking with myself
Well there's nothing to sniff
And I’m riding on my skiff
I'll be barking with myself!

If I looked all over the world
And there's every size of furgirl
But your big brown eyes
Seem to pass me by
Leave me barking with myself!

So let's dip again in the drink
'Cause it'll give me time to think
If I had the chance to hark
I'd ask the world to bark
And I'll be barking with myself!

Oh, barking with myself
Oh, barking with myself
Well there's nothing to sniff
And I’m riding on my skiff
I'll be barking with myself!

Barking with myself!
Barking with myself!
Barking with my sell-elf!
Barking with my sell-elf!
YIP!


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