Nicknames: Emmy Belle, Emmy Butt, The Dark One, Speed Devil, Momma,Yimmy, Yimminess
Birthday: March 8th 2005
Likes: I just adore my forever family, they are alot better than "roughing it" out in this town. The pugs are pretty cool, Mason is my favorite! We love to play tug o' war all of the time, and we race through the house, we wrestle... I love these guys!!
Pet-Peeves: Eliot is a bit too enthused about "his" belongings. He gets very angry if you get around his toys without him being asked. I have to walk outside on a leash, because I like to take off after anything that moves, so for now, I am leash bound.
Favorite Toy: Any toy that is laying around the house is a good toy. Shoes, blankets, cats, ferrets, Mason...
Favorite Food: I love just about anything, but I am not a begger like the rest of the house! I like to sit back and wait for the food to come to me! I fancy the tomatoes, veggie bacon, Chex, carrots...um...yeah...just about anything a little pup can want, I get!
Favorite Walk: Alas, as stated I am leash bound, but I go on so many walks in the neighborhood! Mom says that because I have soooo much energy, she has to exersise me often to keep my sanity level sane!
Best Tricks: Well, I think that my best trick is the ability to dart like a rabbit and then run away across the neighborhood, but mom and dad seem to disagree. They are teaching me sit, stay(which I do with great ease and confidence!) & come back, this one not so good
Arrival Story: It was early March, and I, as ususal, was rushing out the door because I was late for work. To my surprise, when I stepped out onto our front deck, a medium black dog had appeared. Well, I called work and told them that I was going to be a bit late due to an unannouced visitor and then proceeded to go around the neighborhood, searching for her guardians, hoping that she would have a good home. No such luck. So, I took her to work, got her checked out, vaccinated, dewormed, defleaed, and since her heartworm was negitive (thank god!) started her on heartgard! Then called the surrounding clinics, humane society, and pounds to see if there was anyone that was looking for thier missing canine. Well, after about 2 weeks, I had no answer. So, I decided to start looking for a family for her. One of the doctors that did relief work for our clinic said that she would take her and try her out, but she chased her goats, so she came back to me. Also, she was with pups. Great! We are assuming that due to her pregnacy, that that is why she was soo aggresive toward other animals. I tried to take her home to my crew, but all she did was growl and snap. So she went back to the kennel and the clinic. I had some people that were interested in Emma, but I always cautioned about her and other animals did not get along, she is more of a people dog. Everyone that was interested, had another pet in the house. I despratly wanted to find a good home for her, but did not want to let go of her, for we had bonded. Then one day, I noticed something was not quite right with her. As it turns out, she developed an infection and lost her pups, all 13 of them. It was a very sad day for us. After her body got back to normal, she started interacting with the other dogs at work, and wanted to play. So I begged my husband to let me bring her home until I could find a forever home. He was not a happy camper about this, but he bonded with Emma and then we relized that she had a great home with a wonderful family that loves her very much. She now does great with all of the family members and is very gentle and loving with all of them!
House training proves to be a special forces task. But it is coming along slowly. And now my husband has his own special girl. No speed bump!!
Bio: A note to mom and dad:
Thank you so much for keeping me and making your home my forever home! I love it here and could not think of anything else that would be better! Except a fenced in yard, but I would probably jump the fence anyway!
Groan...Mom forgot to tell everyone about my latest vet visit, like 4 months ago. Went into the vet for my yearly check up. Healthy as an ox (of course, right?). Well, I got my shots, my poo is fine, but when my heartworm test came back, it was positive!!!!! Well it was a very light positive, but heartworms are heartworms!
I couldn't believe it! Mom is always right on time giving me my Heartgard and Frontline, never ever misses a dose. How'd this happen? Well, in our area of the US we live right next to the Mississippi River and those little blood sucking mosquitoes are EVERYWHERE! We aren't outside too much during the summer due to high humidity. But the clinic that mom works at, they are seeing more and more dogs become HW positive on Heartgard and Interceptor, I just happened to be one of the lucky one's included in that statistic. Everyone else in the house is fine. But mom panicked and switched everyone to Sentinel.
Don't worry, I am fine. I am just positive of the adult heartworms, not the babies, which is way better, but the adults can still cause all kinds of organ damage. I am going back in 6 months to retest and see if they have gotten worse and if my positive shows up stronger, I am going through the treatment. Plus I have to wait until it is cooler. YIKES! I hate needles, especially big, long ones in my spine!
Well, I have to say that I have been pretty good at this whole "come here" thing mom and dad are always yelling. I have been having a blast racing around the yard with Dante and the pugs, (the chihuahua just sunbathes, he is no fun!), until one fateful morning. Mom was suiting us up, as usual, with our respective collars, getting us ready for a morning romp in the yard. Well, little did she know that I had spied a speckle of wildlife squirrel romping of my own! I was very patient, trying very hard not too look to anxious to go outside! Then mom opened the front door, and then the screen door and I was off! I chased that squrriel through the neighbors yard up a tree and within seconds the fun was over...but then I heard the squeal of mom, she was running and yelling for me to get my butt back over to her, but I didn't wanna, so I kept going...Needless to say that my early morning romp with the wildlife was over, I thought I was going back to the leash, but mom was understanding...in a couple of days, that is! Personally, I blame the squirrel for my bad behavior!
The excitement is just too much! But, I will give you the story anyhow to try and explain somethings.
If you have read my page you kinda know what is going on with me and my non-love affair with the leash. I hate the leash, but mom and dad think that they have to keep me on it b/c I like to dart like a rabbit around the yard. In one instance, while mom was at work, dad decided to try and deleash me and well...I ended up running 2 neighborhood over...not good, but I had alot of fun! Well, dad has been working with me and my favorite treats to get me to come back to him, and since I am a smart doggie, I have learned to return. So he would let me off the leash, for longer and longer periods of time. Now, I have gotten so good at this that they walk me on a leash to potty (I am distracted when deleashed!) and release me when I am done! Now I get to run around the yard with the other doggies and play and dart! It is sooo much fun and I am so happy b/c I get to expend alot of my energy! Plus, I am whippin the other dogs into shape! Now, if I could only stop running after rabbits, birds, the neighbor, cars....