Rockefeller


Miniature Schnauzer [See My DogsterPlus Photo Book]
Picture of Rockefeller, a male Miniature Schnauzer

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"Smilin'"

Home:Nashville, TN  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 8 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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My toys and my crown dish

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"My toys and my crown dish"

Our grandpa is Santa Clause!

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"Our grandpa is Santa Clause!"

Happy 4th, y

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"Happy 4th, y'all"

My AAD ribbon

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"My AAD ribbon"

Check out my Mohawk

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"Check out my Mohawk"

Happy St. Patricks Day

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"Happy St. Patricks Day"

On the rocks, BOL

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"On the rocks, BOL"

Surfer dudes

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"Surfer dudes"

But Mom, I'm a guy. Don't use pink azaleas for a background!

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"But Mom, I'm a guy. Don't use pink azaleas for a background!"

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Nicknames:
Rocke (pronounced Rocky), Rocket Doodle, Doodle Bug, Boots

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

Quick Bio:
-purebred-dog rescue

Likes:
Agility, car rides, Nashville Pet Products, nursing home visits, toys

Pet-Peeves:
Getting his ears groomed, kids running and screaming

Favorite Toy:
Red Fox - it goes where ever he does

Favorite Food:
Solid Gold

Favorite Walk:
Going to Leaps and Bounds Dog Agility

Best Tricks:
dog agility, dancing, roll over, Gimme five, knocking things over "by accident" with his nose

Arrival Story:
Rocke was given to me at 17 months because his owner married someone who didn't like dogs - I'm sure I got the better partner.

Bio:
Rocke is my "Doctor Dog" - if any of the others have an injury, he'll find it and lick it. He has is CGC, and competes in USDAA agility - currently working toward his Advanced Agility Dog title, and is almost psychic - if I pick up my shoes to put them on, he comes running from whereever he is.

Forums Motto:
Let Dr. Rock take care of that for you

Dogster Local Spots I've Marked:
Dogster LocalNashville Dog Training Club(NDTC), Nashville Pet Products, Pet Clawset

The Groups I'm In:
*~*~*Nashville Pups*~*~*, Agility, Greatest American Dog Fan Club!, Schnauzers Rule, The Schnauzer Club








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I've Been On Dogster Since:
July 6th 2006 More than 3 years!

Rosettes Given In The Past Month:


Special Gifts Given In The Past Month:
Beowulf
Ernie George
Bella
Furgus MacDuff (Duffy)
♥Spike♥


Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
340369

for 514 days

Meet my family


Anastasia.
Angel at The
Bridge

Bogart - in
loving memory

Raoudi

Sydney ~ In
loving memory

Ralph - in
loving memory

Bella K

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Diana

Paris

Shakespeare

Sydney angel

DUCHESS

Miss Hallie

Bailey (In
loving memory)

Dartanian

Teddy

Deter

♥RAIKO&
hearts;
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Rockin' Schnauzerville


In Hiding


November 7th 2009 11:13 am
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This morning Momma left with both Basha and Gizmo and didn't bring them back - seems Giz is gettin adopted and Basha's goin to a permanant foster.
So, that leaves just me and Raoudi. Never ever since I've lived here has it been just two of us and Mom in the house. Momma says she hasn't had just two since August of 2000 when she brought Bo home to live with her and Syd and Annie, and that was before she bought the house.
So, is she relishing having us all to herself? No, indeed. She brushed the heck out of us, bathed us both and has cut my hair and is now trying to pluck hair from my ears. I hate-hate-hate ear plucking. Momma says I have the world's hairiest ears and she swears when she plucks the deepest ones, my tail gets shorter.
I've managed to get away and get under the couch, but she's waiting with the plucker thingies. HELP!


Back in whack


October 15th 2009 6:22 pm
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This afternoon Momma came home and whisked me away without Raoudi or the fosters, saying we were going to something called a chiropractor. I didn't know what that was, but I enjoyed the ride.

We rode a long time in the car. When we got out, we were at a place where there were a lot of horsies and a barn. We went in the barn, and there was an office in it.

This nice man talked to Momma and petted me, then they sat on this little table with me between them, and the man ran his fingers down my back and talked to Momma. He said something about my neck and my back and one hip higher than the other, and Momma nodded. He felt my feet and said I was good about letting him do it.

Just as I was thinking I could get used to this, I heard a click, and something thumped me on the back, then it thumped and clicked a bunch more times. I didn't like that clicking sound at all.

When he quit all the thumping and clicking, Momma said "Thank you, Dr Rodewold". Doctor??? I didn't know a chiropractor was a doctor. Momma said my back was outta whack and now it should be better for the competition this weekend. Dr Rodewold said I was a really good boy, and he really liked me.

I hafta not dance or jump or play rough until Saturday. I hope I can run fast and jump good, so all that clicking and thumping will be worth it. I can't believe Momma fooled me into going to the doctor.


Dog Day!


October 10th 2009 6:38 pm
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Today was Nashville Humane's Dog Day, one of our favoritist days of the whole year.
We got there early and got a good spot for Mom's chair by the contest ring, then walked around to all the booths to look at stuff and get free treats and lots of petting. Aunt Glenda came and brough Bonnie, who was one of our fosters a long, long time ago.
We were in the costume contest with oursurfer dude outfits and Bonnie wore a lobster costume. A basset hound dressed like a banana won, a pug dressed like a spider was second and I forget who was third.
Mom bought Raoudi a raincoat . I have on old one I hate - mostly cause I hate rain anyway.
Then was the trick contest. Most of the dogs got stage fright. We did our act pretty much like in our Dancing With The Schnauzers Video.
A German Shepard won - he couldn't dance, but he spun and poke and gave five and stayed while his mom threw a ball. Shoot - we coulda done that, too. Anyway, we won Mom a T-shirt from Dog Day and she loves it.
Our friend from agility, Gordy, won the fetch contest, even though, well, maybe partly because, he's thirteen.
That was the end of Dog Day. We were beat, but Mom's friend from work, Mr Dallas, wanted her to come over to Germantown for Oktoberfest. I mean, we're German dogs, so we figured it was only fitting for us to put in an appearance. I'm glad we did, cause people who were drinking too much beer had dropped kettlecorn and bits of chicken-on-a-stick all over, and Raoudi and I got to be the clean-up crew. We got lots of petting and lots of attention for our mohawks, and Momma talked to a lot of people about rescue. There were a few shreiking little humans, but Mom made sure they didn't get me.
We are dog tired now. Poppa called and said Bella K has fleas. He's coming to see our agility competition next weekend. I just hope it doesn't rain and give Momma any ideas about how cute we'd be in our raincoats together.

Rocke


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