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Likes: Food, runnin' like crazy, chasin' my bruvver Harvey, food, sleepin' on my Dad's lap (hehehe), food, chasin' my bruvver Harvey, food.....I fink dat's awl.
Pet-Peeves: Bein' left beehind, bein' told "no" or "stop", my older, shorter-legged, curly-haired stepbruther Harvey gettin' attenshun dat's sposed ta be fur me!
Favorite Toy: Stuffies (dat can be gutted), my bruvver Harvey (who iz a grate stuffie, but kan't be gutted...gotta be nice, gotta be nice); any sock (Dad's iz da best); paper towels (doze iz grate!), an' paper! I killed awl da resipees in my Mom's resipee box once!
Favorite Food: Cawwots, tamaytoes, kukumburrs, raw pataytoes, appuls, ornjes, grapefroot, enny hooman stuff dat I ken steel; ennyfing dat duzn't look like it will bite me furst.
Favorite Walk: Owt in my big frunt yard wif da fence arownd it so I ken puhtrol da purimater; frum da cold food box thingy (refrigerator, Buddy) ...oh, yeah...frum dat fing to my bed.
Best Tricks: Tricks? Whut tricks? Oh yeah, doze fings that hoomans want dogs ta do. Nope, I yam a Basset an' we duzn't do tricks - we make da hoomans do 'em! BWAHAHAHAHA!
Arrival Story: Buddy was adopted from a breeder in Lapeer, Michigan, and outside of e-mail pictures, we never saw him until we went to pick him up. It was a 3-hour drive to go get him, so my poor husband was a nervous wreck by the time we got there. When we saw him, my husband said, "Aww c'mere, little buddy, I want to meet you." Needless to say, by the time the 3-hour trip back home was over, Bub (my husband) and Buddy (this little guy's name by then) had bonded - completely and forever.
Bio: Mom an' Dad say dat I izn't like enny uther Basset dey hav evver had cuz I luv to run, run, run (owtside er in da howse). Der's not a lot uv time to rest cuz der's too much to see, play wif, eet, deestroy er hide fur later! But when I'z tired, nuffin ken wake me up - well...maybee da smell uv food cood do it! An' my hole purpuss in life iz to terrorize my older, shorter-legged, curly-haired stepbruther Harvey - dat's why Mom kawls me "Da Holy Terror uv Mishgun"!
Forums Motto: Holy Terrer uv Mishgun
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The Last Forum I Posted In: Biggest Yawn Contest!
Special Furends: Furst uv awl, Da Diva Penny Jo, my sweet Gawgia peech who is at da Bridge, will awlways be my furst an' onliest troo luv; den Stanley an' Oliver from across da pond, who ar da gratest furends ever; and who cood furget awl my furends on da Daily Drool! Fanks fur awl da grate advenshurs, Drool buddies! An' last uv awl, awl da fur-iffic pals dat us haz met on dogster - awl uv yu iz da gratest!
Special Moms an' Dads: Jenny (Penny Jo's Mom) and Anne-Marie (Stanley an' Oliver's Mom), an' awl da Moms an' Dads on da Daily Drool an' on dogster. Oh yeah, an' my Mom an' Dad too!
I'm a Basset because: I stole a pork roste off da taybul; sneeked awf wif Mom's glasses an' chewed dem into a mass uv wire; wawked into da livingroom wif Mom's top dentchur in my mouf (Mom thawt I looked diffrent, but didn't kno why for a minute hehehe); stole Mom's boddum dentchur owtta da bafroom an' chewed awf sevrul chunks of it; stole Dad's slipper awf his foot while he wuz sleepin', den chewed awl da lether laces awf; stamped my foot on da floor cuz Mom woodn't let me go owtside; an' da coo da graw wuz when I wuz lickin' the man in da big brown truck's hand while I wuz peein' on his leg! Priddy good, huh?! See awl uv my diary entries fur uther great fings dat I hav dun!
Well, it izn't my birfday no more. *sigh* But it wuz shur good while it lasted! I did get da meetlofe an' da green beenie fings, an' Mom made me a speshul karut cake jus' fur me cuz she sed it wuzn't a peepul cake. An' I gotta cuppul ub noo stuffies anna grate big boxa MilkBones (dey iz wunna my mostes' fayberit treets). An' I awlmos' got mor belly rubs den a Basset cood want (awlmos' I sed!), an' lotsa kisses an' hugs an' eer skritches.
So it wuzza good day, but I yam sad ta see it gone. Oh well, it will komm bakk aggen nextes' yeer ... an' den I will be da BIG "4"! But fur now, fanks ta awl my furends who stopped by ta say "hi" an' left me sum grate giffs an' messidges. Ebry wunna dem wuz shur 'presheeated an' enjoyed. My dogster furends ar jus' da bestes' ebber!
Now I yam gonna find my bone stuffy an' go ta bed cuz I yam reeeely tired toonite. But it wuz shur a wunderfull day an' I noze dat I yam lubbed by my fambly. *yawn* Goodnite, ebrybuddy ... zzzzzzzzzzzzz.
./'./' Happy Birfday to me, ./'./'
./'./' Happy Birfday to me, ./'./'
./'./' Happy Birfday to me, ./'./'
./'./' Happy Birfday to me! ./'./'
I yam 3 yeers old tooday! Wow, how grate iz dat?! My Mom told me dat shee iz makin' me a meetlofe an' green beenies anna liddul cake awl fur me! Well, I duz hafta share summuv it wif Harvey (my older shorter-legged curly-haired stepbrudder), but I get da most cuz I iz da birfday boy an' cuz I yam 'bowt 3 times bigger den Harvey. I betcha dat I iz gonna get sum prezzents too. Oh yeah, an' I will get xtrah belly rubs ... oh, an' sum eer skritches ... oh, oh, oh an' sum treets too! Oh boy oh boy oh boy, whutta grate day dis iz gonna be! But Mom sez dat Harvey's Gotcha Day iz kommin' up in Septembur, so I bedder be good or Harvey duzn't hafta share hiz gotcha day din-din wif me. Hmmm ... I duzn't no iffen dat iz rite er not. But whut da heck? I iz a ... uh, whuddaya callit? ... a 'dort ... no, no ... a 'dult, yeah, a 'dult now so I gotta start aktin' like a big boy cuz I iz a 'dult.
./'./' Happy Birfday to me, ./'./'
./'./' Happy Birfday to me, ./'./'
./'./' Happy Birfday to me, ./'./'
./'./' Happy Birfday to me! ./'./'
Mom iz gonna wake me up when it iz time fur din-din. *yawn* Shee sez dat it iz 1 o'clock in da mornin' so I needz ta *yawn* go ta sleep fur awhile an' *yawn* dreem 'bowt ... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
On April 8, 2008, da bestes' fing ebber happened ta me ... I wuz dogster's Dog uv da Day! Mom din't get to da 'puter til late dat afternoon, an' der wuz awl deez e-mails 'bowt rosettes an' speshul gifts an' pup pal rekwests. Mom sez whut da heck's goin' on an' starts reedin' 'em an' dey wuz awl congrachulayshuns messijes fur mememe! Den she fownd da e-mail frum dogster an' she started cryin'! Ken yu bleev dat? So fur wunce I got 'tenshun fur sumfin' I did dat wuz good!
I jus' wanna fank evrybuddy who sent me da kind messijes an' gave me awl da wunderfull rosettes an' gifts an' bones. It iz furends like yu who make life reel speshul. It may take me a liddul while, but I will fank eetch wunna yu persunally fur makin' dis howndie so happy. I reely reeeeely luv yu guyz!
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