Nicknames: Strike puppy, gateway boy, gate, bucket head
Birthday: June 29th 2005
Likes: Gateway loves to play with his mommy, Wizzie, and cuddle on the sofa for a nap with his human.
Pet-Peeves: Gateway is a little warry of strangers just like his mommy, but he warms up to to them quicker than Wizzer. He doesn't like brooms and will make sure when the broom is at work it gets killed.
Favorite Toy: He loves to play with tennis balls and stuffed animals.
Favorite Food: Lamb and Rice, but whatever his humans are willing to share.
Favorite Walk: He likes to walk around the block with his daddy, but mostly he likes to run, swim and follow his mommy around the yard.
Best Tricks: He loves to jump just like his mommy the frisbee dog, but he is a little big
Arrival Story: Mr. Gateway was born June, 2005, he was one of 6 puppies. He stood out as soon as he was born, being the only black and white pup. He was such a sweet pup that the humans had to keep him.
Bio: Gateway's human mommy is an Army Soldier, and on her kevlar she wears a black heart. Gateway was born with a black heart on his side, which to the humans meant he was a special pup and had to stay in the family.
Let me start by saying, from the day I was born my humans knew I was special. You see my human has this odd job, she gets up real early in the morning and goes running, unfortunatly she says I cant come. Later in the day she dresses in these cloths that make her hard to see sometimes. Part of her wardrobe is this dinner bowl like thing she wears on her head, on the side of it is this patch in the shape of a black heart. When I was growing up I was told that on my side I have a birthmark that looks like the same black heart. Well one day scratching I found it. I figured my human wears this patch to remember me. Then I learned the truth. My human is in the ARMY, her black heart is to represent the 502nd infantry division. They are a group of true heroes, the kind of people that do the stuff it takes to keep the country and the world safe. I have been told stories of the "Black Hearts" history, from Normandy, to Bastogne, to Baghdad and I cant be prouder of my human. I guess it is my job to wear my birthmark with pride and do my part by being a good dog and keeping the yard safe from menaces like the guy who delivers mail and stuff. This is just a small responsibility, but it is the least I can do until my human gets back from Baghdad. I know this birthmark and it's implication could cause a burden to most pups, I welcome the challenge.
I am an American Fighting Persons Puppy.