Nicknames: PeKo, PeKo Train, B, The B, Mr. B, Brother Boscoe, Buby, Fattybobalatti
Birthday: August 24th 2003
Likes: His squeaky toys, running around the house, chasing ground squirrels, and being with Mama & Papa together.
Pet-Peeves: Big trucks (garbage, ups etc.), people in his yard that he doesn't know, and going to the doctor.
Favorite Toy: His big floppy squeaky dog. He took it on vacation this weekend.
Favorite Food: Fast Food! Although he's been cutting back on that lately. Not by choice. He hasn't met a food he's turned down yet!
Favorite Walk: Anywhere with his two brothers as a big happy family
Best Tricks: Roll over, high five or ten, speak, military crawl, and giving kisses.
Arrival Story: Boscoe was adopted from a shelter in Vincennes IN. We found him on the petfinder website listed under Boxer. Mama showed Papa his picture and Papa said "No we don't need another dog". Then a few days later Papa changed his mind. We filled out the application and the shelter lady told us someone else was looking at Boscoe now. We were very upset. We never should've waited! Luckily, the other person backed out so now it was our turn. We drove down to Vincennes and picked up our new baby Boscoe. Only he was much bigger and older (he was about 7 months, they told us 4) than we expected. (And still growing!) We got him anyway and it's a good thing because he is a great dog! Boscoe is very smart and I don't know why he ever ended up at a shelter. When bringing him home from Vincennes we stopped at a pet store to let him pick out some toys and other things. I don't think he even really knew what toys were! That's sad. Anyway, we almost lost him in the parking lot. He slipped out of his collar and started running for the road! He wouldn't come to us cuz he didn't really know us. Luckily he got kinda scared and just crouched down and we grabbed him. All we could think was what horrible parents we were being. Everything turned out good though. I think he's just as happy with his parents as we are with him. His previous guardian's loss is definitely our gain. And we're happy for that.
Bio: We're not really sure what Boscoe is mixed with. We definitely notice the Boxer in him. Our vet thought his other half was German Shepard. He does have the hair of a Shepard. Sometimes he looks like a Mastiff especially with his size. Sometimes a Rhodesian Ridgeback. And we've also heard people say that he looks like a Pit Bull. We really don't know. I guess he's just our son with a little bit of mystery history.
Somethin' was just not right I knew it! I just didn't know what! Mama NEVER gets up before Papa! NEVER! Mama is always the one that lets us boyz sleep in until at least 11:00am every morning. When Mama's alarm started honkin' off at 4:30am I just knew somethin' was not right! But what was it?!
So, Mama comes home from work last night at around 1:30am and goes right to bed. No computer time ... no stayin' up late ... no nothin'! Mama lets us outside and straight to bed for all of us! Papa was already in bed. Next thing ya know Mama's alarm starts honkin' off three hours later. Mama was not gettin' up for nothin'! Papa thought it was his alarm and got up. As soon as he realized it wasn't his right back to bed he went. Mama just kept hittin' snooze every time her's honked off. I could NOT go back to sleep at all! Somethin' was just not right.
Finally Mama gets out of bed and takes a shower. What is goin' on?! I just laid in the bed with my head up and my ears down. I put on the best sad face I could find so Mama would know that I am not a happy boy. Mama comes over to me and starts babying me of course wondering what's wrong with me. I think she knows very well what's wrong! This is not part of our regular schedule whatever it is! I want to sleep in Mama! Papa always gets up first then us boyz sleep in with Mama til we're all good and ready to start the day. That's the way it's always been and that's the way it should stay!
Well, while Mama keeps babying me she tells me I have to stay home and celebrate Indy's Birthday with Kozmo. She said I have to be a big boy and keep Kozmo company while she's gone. Where the heck is she goin'?! I gotta keep the sad face on and find out.
Finally figured it out! Apparently Hobie has to go to the far away "special" doctor that Indy went to last year. It's in Indianapolis. So my options were to either go to our regular doctor and get boarded up whatever that means. I know I wouldn't like that at all. It sounds painful! Or....stay home and hope we can hold "it" and keep our legs crossed for about ten - eleven hours or so. I've done it before but I know Mama does not like having me do it if not absolutely necessary. But Kozmo is in a cage right now and she really hated leaving him for that long in a cage. The most he's ever done in a cage is prolly like five hours. Who knows what he might do?! I guess that's why Mama was puttin' me in charge. I was supposed to keep Kozmo company so he forgets he's in a cage.
Well, Papa finally came home to rescue us. And guess what........?! We were both good boyz! Yea for us! I was actually pretty proud of my new little brother. This cage sure is helpin' him grow up to be a respectful little man. What a change we've had with him in the last few weeks. I'm now officially proud to call him my brother!
Bad news though! Mama has to stay in Indianapolis with Hobie and Gramma too for an extra day. That means we get to do it all over again tomorrow. Except for the "Mama - early - alarm - clock - honkin' thing". I hope my little brother can pull through for me again. But most of all I hope my big brother Hobie is gonna be alright. I know Angel Indy is watching out for him. He's the best Guardian Angel EVER! Plus it's his Birthday! That makes him even more special. Happy Birthday Indy! We luv ya big brother!
Well Dogsters, that's my story and I'm stickin' to it! Next time you get woken up in the middle of the night by an unexpected alarm I think you should be suspicous too! You never know what kind of crazy things you got goin' on.
I guess I've been on what you could call Mama Patrol lately. Papa keeps telling me to get a job and I guess this job just kinda fell right into my lap! I didn't even have to go job hunting for this one. It's a tuff job though! You gotta be very quiet and pay real close attention with this job. Only the youngest and smartest of us can handle this job. You have to be very focused and have excellent hearing.
You see lately when Mama has been on the computer she's been reading all these sad sad stories of different Dogsters or maybe even a petfinder.com story. She doesn't want to do this but she sometimes will start to cry. She tries to hide it from me so I won't know she's crying but I am a young smart boy and you can't get anything past me. As soon as I hear even the slightest little sniffle I jump to my feet and run over to Mama. I right away give her a small hi-five until she turns toward me so I can climb on her lap and give her a hug and then kiss her tears away. I let her know that it's okay and that I love her lots! I think it works cuz she always smiles when I do it. I'm really good at my job!
I know it's cuz of my brother Indy. This is gonna be his first Christmas that he won't be here with us. He crossed over The Rainbow Bridge in June of this year. I miss him lots! He was the best big brother EVER! He let me know that he will be watching over us as we open our presents. I know it will make him smile to watch us. I'm not worried. But, Mama is so sad without Indy. She really misses him and whenever she reads about another dog who's at the Bridge it makes her sad too. She just went to our pal Cracker's page and read his last diary entry and started to cry again. It's not even the first time she read it! That was my most recent job task. Mama knows that Cracker and Indy our having great fun at The Bridge together now though. But she still cries! Mama also watched a Tribute video for a Dogster named Sharna and that made her cry. Mama also has been looking at lots of doggies on petfinder and some of their stories make her sad too. I guess maybe it's just that time of year. We wish all doggies could have a family for the Holidays to love them. That would be our best Christmas wish EVER!
Until that wish comes true I guess I have a lot of work ahead of me. I don't think Mama is gonna stop crying any time soon. I'll still be there to take care of her every time. Wish I could get paid in cash instead of treats and lovins though cuz then maybe Mama and Papa wouldn't have to work at all! If you would like to apply for a job like this you can fill out an application on-line and send it to me if you want but I just wanna let you know that I am really good at what I do! It's hard to beat the best!
Well, I am officially four years old now! Wait, I guess I can't really say officially cuz no dog really knows when my Birthday is. Well, maybe my real dog Mother knows but I don't remember who or where she is! That's been a long time ago. The Birthday I was given was August 24th. My doctor told me when I was adopted that I was seven months old whatever that means. I was adopted on the 24th of March so that would make my official Birthday August 24th!
Well, Mama practically forgot my Birthday! She said the month is just flying by so fast! I think she just didn't want hers to come! Gramma had to mention something about my Birthday to her. Lucky I have a Gramma huh?! So Mama said she was gonna take me some place nice to go for a walk but it wouldn't stop raining so that was a no go. Hobie and me did end up going for a walk around the neighborhood on my Birthday earlier before Mama realized what day it was but nothin' real special. Then at night Mama took me for a double cheeseburger so I guess that's a good thing. The next day Gramma gave me her present and I got to open it outside in the yard but Mama made me wear this crazy Birthday hat! And she took pictures too! All while the neighbor guy was outside mowing his yard! And of course that's where I go to eat my treats...his yard! How embarrassing! No fair! First you forget about me then you make me wear crazy hats and pose for pictures in public! That just doesn't seem right! Is there no justice?! Well, I did get lots of treats from Gramma so I guess I better just be a tough guy and deal with it huh?! Wouldn't want any dog taking them away or anything crazy like that!
Today was a fun day though! Today was Mama's Birthday and she wanted to take us to the Dog Park since it was so nice out and of course cuz she likes to spend time with us good boys. She said it was partly for my Birthday too since I didn't get to go anywhere fun. I think she felt guilty. That's always nice to have in my favor. Gramma went with us. We were in search of this tree that Mama and Papa carved all our names into. Last time we went I got my name carved in it. We don't go out there very often. We usually go to the trails by the lake. There was lots of new smells from last time that's for sure! Took a long time to read all those messages. When we got to the actual trail part we got to run loose cuz no dog was around. It was fun! We were kinda goin' real fast through the trails though. We kept getting bit by mosquitoes! Ouch! Plus there was some mud puddles back there and lots of dirty smelly standing water. We had to stay on the leash at that point. Mama knows us all too well. We were thirsty and we would've loved to run down the hill to the smelly, yucky, dirty, muddy but oh so refreshing water. Wouldn't be a pretty picture for the dogmobile. Or Mama's face if we did that either! I don't think Gramma would come near us for days! Good thing for the leashes after all!
We finally found the carved tree. We were going so fast through the trails that we almost missed it. Mama was the last in line on the trail and she turned around for some reason and the tree was right there in her face. If she would've been a foot closer it would've hit her in the head! If she didn't turn around we would've missed it completely! She thinks my Angel brother Indy made her turn around at that moment. She told him we were going out there and to watch for us. I think he helped her to slow down and notice it. He always was a smart boy. Mama had to carve Hobie's name again cuz it was starting to peel away. I told her she should've carved Gramma's name in it too. But there were too many mosquitoes to stand in one spot too long. Gramma was ready to go too. Despite all bug bites, mud puddles, and stinky water, we had a good time. Oh yeah, and the Hobie bleeding thingy. Forgot about that one! Sticker bushes can be real mean sometimes. Watch out!! Their messages really aren't that important.
So, I guess that's about it for Birthdays for now. Happy Birthday to Mama and especially Happy Belated Birthday to ME! Thank you! And Many MoOOOooooooOOOOOooooorrrRRRRRRrrrreeeeeEEEE!!