Barney Fife (In loving memory

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Age: 10 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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Sneaky Pete, Barn, Barney Boy, The Boys (when he is with Otis)

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:

August 7th 2005

being petted and rubbed, sleeping on the couch

Baths, anyone touching his chew bone

Favorite Toy:
Chew bone, anything on the floor is his toy

Favorite Food:
Chicken, steak

Favorite Walk:

Best Tricks:
Sit, fetch, see how large an object he can get through the doggy door un-noticed

Arrival Story:
After my best buddy of 15 years, Frank, a black & tan Dachshund passed away, I knew I had to find another weenie to help fill the spot. So we found our little Barney. He was such a sweetie. A Dachshund has such an understanding of the word "mine". You need not worry about who owns anything around our house. Barney says, " if it's on the floor, it's mine. If you don't see me sneak it, it's mine. If you do see me take it and can't catch me, it's mine. If Otis has it, it WILL be mine soon". Barney is our sweet cuddly boy with eyes that melt your heart. How could you get mad at a face like that.

Forums Motto:
Private Sneaky Weenie

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Battle of the breeds!



I've Been On Dogster Since:
September 11th 2006 More than 9 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Meet my family
Otis Campbell Frank Furter

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My Diary

Christmas Tag

December 5th 2007 4:53 pm
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I got tagged fur Christmas by my pal Gaius. This is how it works, you write a dear Santa letter listing five things that you want, then you give the doggy that tagged you 5 bones or treats, then you tag 5 more doggies!

Dear Santa Paws,
Ta start wiff Merry Christmas to you an yourns.
I hab been extree speshul gud dis year ebben when da pugs played tricks on me and made jokes (you know who you are).
Just like my brudder, I am wishin
First fer all da soldiers ta be safe now and until dey kin come home to dare famblies and pups
And dat all da dogs in rescue or on da street gets a hot meal an a warm bed and if at all possible a fambly like I has.
And I hope all my dogster pals dat is sick gets well and dat all da well ones stay dat way.
Fourth, I hope I gets a gazillion bones to bury in da yard so my brudder Otis caint find dem and I kin send sum to my girlier friend Kelsey, who by da way should be on yer nice girl list.
Fifth I want ebberyone ta remember our fambly members dat went to da bridge an ta take a minute and think ub one udder pup dat you know dat has a fambly dat is missin dem too so there is an extra sparkle sent over da rainbo.
yer very gud boy,
Barney Fife
PS You know dat pugs eat ebberythang so I don't need to say no more bout da cookies.
PSS One more thang, I wish fer my sister ta fix my page, cuz I'm still on Thanksgiving MOM!!

I am goin to tag my frends dat are on da nice list:
1. Kelsey my pretty girlfrend
2. Java Cheesey Britches a gud Pug budee dat gets skeered too
3. Mikey a guy dat gots yer back
4. Maximus da one dat comes to da rescue
5. Shorty proof dat gud thangs come in small packages


Ain't ready to make nice

February 12th 2007 4:57 pm
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I am layin' low for a while. Mommy is upset at me for being sneaky. I knows I am not suppose to take Mom's shoes out through the doggy door and chew em in da yard cuz it makes her upset so I stopped when she got down to a pair cuz I like to go places and Mom won't go out without shoes. Not sure why, I like bein bare footed. I knows I am not suppose to sneak Otis's or my toys out that doggie door either so I don't when they are watchin'. And I really knows not to take stuff off the tables cuz Mommy will give me a time out in my crate but I just couldn't stop myself. Mommy set her glasses on the table when she was paintin the living room and when she started lookin they was gone. I felt real bad when I watched Mom tear stuff out of the trash, look under everything movable 3 times and run around all blind wonderin what SHE did with them glasses. Well, after lookin 3 days she made Daddy drive her to the eye doctor and get new glasses. I thunk about it a couple days and felt so bad I went out to my hidey place and got her glasses and brung em back in the house and gived em to Mom. OH BOY! Was she upset. She said I had a $350 time out in my immediate future to learn about taking things off the table. I just chewed the ear pieces off and made some engravings on the lenes where I was tryin to write "luv you mom", but I can't spell so she missed that part. Mom said she is going to call me Sneaky Pete from now on. That really made me upset too. So for now, I’m a grounded pooch, sittin in the corner singing my favorite tune, “I’m not ready to make nice”.
Well that’s all for now, I’ll write more when I get ungrounded and Mom gives in (which she always does. Dad says she will fold like an accordian, what ever that means).


My Tail of Devotion for Barney Fife Carter

September 22nd 2006 1:34 pm
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Barney you are a sweet, sweet boy. Working away from the office and all the people I was used to would be very lonely if it weren't for my two boys. I'm blessed to have you in my life. You are such a loving little fellow and you tolerate your brother like a champ. You have my promise that you will be loved, pampered and protected as long as I am here on earth as I know you will be there for me. Momma loves her beanie weenie Barney boy!

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