Lulu, CGC, HIC, HT, PT, JHD


Cardigan Welsh Corgi
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Home:Downingtown, PA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 9 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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Nicknames:
Visions Be Bop A Lula, Lewise Ann, Lulapalooza, Lulabelle, Little Miss Adorable, Cutie Pie, Peanut

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

Quick Bio:
-purebred

Birthday:
May 2nd 2006

Likes:
Barking, food, barking, chasing birds, barking, chasing bunnies, barking, playing ball, barking

Pet-Peeves:
The Vacuum Cleaner; her pink harness; her pink polka dot life jacket;

Favorite Toy:
"Stick", her brother Tucker, any tennis ball

Favorite Food:
Peanut butter

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere Mom takes me, anywhere I can be off leash, anywhere I can chase birds

Best Tricks:
Her cat imitation when she stalks her brother; jumping from sofa to chair to love seat

Arrival Story:
I swore up and down that I would only have one dog. But Lulu's big brother Tucker, was just not meant to be an only dog. I love the Corgi personality, they are very intelligent and very loyal. So when I made the decision to get a second, only a Corgi would do. I had met a great breeder of Cardigan Welsh Corgis who lives very nearby and as luck would have it, she had one puppy remaining in a litter and she felt Lulu's personality and temperament would work very well with Tucker's. So on July 4th I met Lulu and when I picked her up, she cuddled onto my shoulder and fell asleep. The deal was sealed.

Forums Motto:
Girl Power!

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Does Your Corgi Swim?

I've Been On Dogster Since:
July 10th 2006 More than 8 years!

I Was In The:
Dogster's 2006 Holiday Picture Party!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
342415


Meet my family
Tucker, CGC,
NA, NAJ

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MY TURN


What a Drama Queen

January 8th 2007 1:13 pm
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Dear Diary:

First the holidays, then the cleaning up after the holidays, and then a special weekend guest. It has been just crazy at my house for such a long time. My big brother Tucker tells me Christmas comes only once a year. And I have to admit, I’m kind of glad.

My very first Christmas was a blast. My Uncle Dave came to visit me, he’s just the greatest! He brought Tucker and me cool toys and I am embarrassed to admit it, but we have chewed through them already.

I met a man named Santa Claus at Petsmart. He’s a jolly old guy with a really soft red suit and a white beard. I liked Santa, I kind of wanted to take a nap on his lap. I’ll have to ask Mom to buy me a red velvet snuggle ball made from the same material as Santa’s coat.

Mom decorated the house and we had a Christmas tree. I liked the Christmas tree, it was very pretty and smelled good too. I was kind of sad to see it go. One day it was there, then the next day it was gone. Tucker knows something about the tree and where it went but he is keeping it a secret. Whatever!

And then last week my puppy sitter went to California. That meant Tucker and I had to stay home all week when Mom went to work. Boring! On Friday, Mom came home with a great surprise! She brought Charlie, my puppy sitter’s dog to our house for the weekend.

It seems Charlie is a big Momma’s boy. He was very sad that his Mom left him alone. In defense of my puppy sitter, she HARDLY left him alone! He has a wonderful Grammy and nieces and family to play with. All I have is Tucker….. Charlie doesn’t know how lucky he is.

Boys can be such Drama Queens, Tucker too. Yesterday Mom took me, Tucker, and Charlie for a play date with our good friend Maeve. Maeve is a Border Collie.

We were all playing when Mom suddenly got all flustered. Tucker broke a nail. BROKE A NAIL! Boo hoo! What a babay.

Tucker played and played and got disgusting blood all over the place. He wasn’t in pain, he didn’t even know he was bleeding.

Once Mom saw his broken nail, well the water works, and “poor Tucker!”s started. You would have thought his leg had fallen off the way Mom carried on. She made us cut short our play date. Maeve and I were having great fun.

When we got home, Mom cleaned Tucker’s foot, put him on the sofa, and waited on him hand and foot. And old Tucker milked it for all he was worth.

Boys can be such big babies.

 

What is this Christmas any way???

December 20th 2006 6:59 am
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Just a note, Lulu's Uncle Dave is writing this for her...

What is this Christmas thing anyway? All I know is we go by all these houses and they have all these lights and decorations out side. How uterly diiscusting. My mom doesn't have all those things in our yard. All I know is Mom say's that they are showing off.

Mom has brought a Fraser Fur Christmas Tree into the house, and Tucker and I can't play with it. Mom say's he's off limmits. Or is it she's off limmits. Either way, we get yelled at if we go near him, or her. Tucker told me that they had the same kind of tree in our home last year. It must have made Mom really mad last year. Tucker said that Mom took him out after the Holidays and threw him on the "burn plie". And later that year Mom Burned him up. What did the tree do to get treated like that? Hope Tucker can tell me what not to do, so I don't get the burn pile.......

Christmas must be something special, cause,our Uncle Dave has come to visit. I like Uncle Dave, he's really fun to jump up on and give him lot's of kisses and climb all over him. He lets me do all that, but not my brother Tucker. Tucker doen't climb on Uncle Dave, he just stands on his back legs and gets's his scritches and tummy rubs. I don't know what thatmale bonding thing is all about, but I nthink it's just another way to get you lovins.....

Now I guess this thing, Christmas, you are to get gifts and all kinds of treats. Well I'm waiting, where are the treats. I haven't seen any yet. Mom has been wrapping all these presents. Who get's these presents, do I get any presents, does Tucker. How bout Uncle Dave, does he get presents. I don't know about that, but Mom made Uncle Dave wrap some up for her. She must have been tired. So maybe Uncle Dave doesn't get any presents. Does Mom get any? She really deserves some presents. Oh well, they keep telling Me and Tucker we had better behave or this Santa Claus guy won't bring us presents and treats. I'm so confifused. Oh well, I'm just glad to have Uncle Dave here...

 

Weekend Guests + Pet Psychic

August 22nd 2006 10:11 am
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Dear Diary:

What a busy weekend I had. Mom had her good friend, my Aunt Cindy come for a visit with my Uncle Mark. They live very far away in a land called North Carolina.

Aunt Cindy and Uncle Mark brought their two children Sarah and Chris with them. So I had two new friends to play with. What fun that was. I got to chew on Sarah and she carried me all around. Chris and Sarah even played chase with me and Tucker.

We spent much of the day down on the dock. I hate going down to the dock because Mom wants me to swim with Tucker. I like water, but this whole swimming things is lost on me. Tucker will spend hours in the lake chasing after some stupid toy. I would much rather sit in the sun and work on my tan.

On Sunday Mom took me and Tuck to Dog Dayz of Summer. I met lots of people who just laughed, petted me, and smiled at me. I got lots of treats too. I guess everyone thinks young pups are cute so I will milk this for all it’s worth.

Tucker and I went to meet the Pet Psychic. She told Mom Tucker was a control freak. You sure don’t have to be a psychic to figure that one out! The psychic told Mom I am a hunter and that I will probably start bringing her presents one day. Not sure what that means but let me tell you, yesterday I was out the door after the wild turkeys in my backyard faster than a speeding bullet. I let Tucker herd them out of the yard and I picked up the left over feathers and brought them to mom. She took them away from me and said “although they are pretty, they are still yucky.”

After all that excitement, I am taking a day to get caught up on my beauty sleep.

Lulu

 
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