Likes: Tearing up cardboard boxes, squeeky toys, new people, jumping around while mom yells at the tv during UFC, chasing moths, "zooming"
Pet-Peeves: Humans playing with my toys, dogs that wont play with me, other dogs hogging owners' attention, being woken up or cuddled while sleeping
Favorite Toy: rope bone, stuffed animals, empty pop boxes
Favorite Food: things that smell like mint
Favorite Walk: everywhere
Best Tricks: human naming a toy and me finding the right one
Arrival Story: I was a shy runt in my litter and one of the last to be picked out. My family chose me because their first golden had been a runt too.
Bio: Just a country dog from South Dakota who loves snow more than anything. He has moved with me to Texas and back and then to Maine. I have never met a more hilarious dog. My life would be incomplete without him.
Diet progress: 23lbs lost! If we can do it, anyone can. Punch obesity in the gut. Finally at perfect weight.
Today is the last day of the Barkwheats' contest for the new face on their new treat flavor boxes! Please vote for us :) Barkwheats is made right here in Bucksport, ME and we would be proud to represent them.
So mumma and daddy got married last month. Weee! I guess Kasper and I have a new last name too. The boarding place we stayed at was cool but we came back sooo dirty and with icky eyes. Never again! (well I liked it fine but Kasper felt left out in a large-doggy-crowd setting. he needs his special attention)
Maine's summer was surprisingly hot but it was nothing compared to Texas. Now it is cold out - my kind of weather. After a few days of rain, Kaspy and I do millions of zoomies in the yard and smell the breeze. It smells like our cow and deer and other creatures I want to chase.
Sorry my typist has not been on dogster in so long. It took forever to get real, constant internet and by then she was in the habit of only checking a couple of sites.
Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife, Lisa, and their little boy, Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle. I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.
As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience. The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker's family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.
The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker's death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives.
Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, "I know why." Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation.
He said, "People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life -- like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?" The six-year-old continued, "Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long."