Birthday: December 10th 2004 Likes: people & rides in the truck!food ,especially people food/ escaping for a run Pet-Peeves: the upstairs cats, Koko & Sophie/being left behind. Favorite Toy: who needs toys when there are cats to chase??? Favorite Food: Nature Best by Science Diet [Hills] Favorite Walk: the trails near our house Best Tricks: sidewinding, shake paw,stealing the best spot on the couch Arrival Story: 6 monthes after our beloved Charlie [English Springer Spaniel] age 13 passed away, I was ready to adopt another 4 legged friend. Through a friend we were led to Eve. That was January 2006. There she was White Lighting in the form of a Boxer!!!A patch of brown & grey shadowed her left eye. Bouncing up & down like a mexican jumping bean, when I entered the area where she was penned she could hardley contain her excitement. At last she settled for a few brief seconds, I don't know what really won me over, was it her rail thin body or the vacant look in her eye, but as we drove away to think it over I was sure we couldn't say No to that haunting look!The rest is history. Eve has gained weight and is healthy and has many emotions when you look in her eyes. Of course it is still a learning and training process for all of us. The house has never been the same, the energetic enthusiasm she has forlife and her constant affection makes up for her many issues. Bio: hi my name is Eve, i am very lucky that my mom found me when she did. i have been passed around 4 times. home at last!!! They feed me real good here too. people stop us when we are walking to ask what kind of dog i am, my mom replies... a Boxer. this was news to me,cause i have an identity crises.when i'm in the house i'm sure i'm a lap dog, like those cute little yorkies etc. that mom see's on dogster. when i go outside i'm sure i'm a champion greyhound afterall i only have so many seconds to get to my destination.my favorite identity is MOM'S BABY.when i am scared she protects me and gives me lots of hugs& kisses.she signed me up with dogster so i can make new friends .i met a cool boxer named Lucy, but i wasn't very nice that day, too many strangers around. maybe the next time we meet we'll get along better. my mom says i need better social skills ,whatever they are.well gotta go check on them upstairs cats, always trying to sneak past me. Forums Motto: Eve: aka Evil Sidewinder The Groups I'm In: ♥ Boxer's Furever ♥, ***white dogs***, ♫ THE KIT KAT CLUB ♫ ®, *¨¨*DOGGIE CONNECTION*¨¨*, FANCYPANTS CAFE, Justice For Saxony!, ♥Boxers R Us~BRU♥, All Boxers, Bouncy Wiggle Butt Boxers & Friends, Boxer Town, Boxerlicious, Boxers International, Canuck Canines, Cesar's Dogster Pack, Champ's Champions, Chef Skylar's open restaurant, Dogster Canada, Dogwise, Gia & Bull-Boy's Wedding!, Lets Paw-tae!, light a candle...., Oceanic Flight 815 and other flights, Pit Bull Pals of TX, Samuel Jacob's Pals, The Dog Park! The Last Forum I Posted In: Possible Kelpie Mix? I've Been On Dogster Since:
hey pals .... it's been awhile since I made a diary entry . bol ! First I want to thank all my pals for the beautiful gifts and well wishes and the amazing party my Boxer Town pals gave for me & my young pal Balou . { insert kidney bean dance } anywoof ... mom wrote a poem for me and my boxer pals on the occasion of my 6th Birthday .
My Boxer Love
Those big brown eyes draw me in
The tilt of your head
Your silly grin.
Loving hugs and a steady snore
Lean on me and I love you more
Your wiggle butt, such a happy sight
I love to tuck you in bed each night.
You give me so much
And ask for so little
Wanting only my company
And a fine bowl of kibble
That Boxer stomp
And kidney bean dance
Your Boxer Love
Puts me in a trance.
Your love is a blessing
To be cherished forever
You've given your heart
You're my most valued treasure.
OMD ! I couldn't believe my eyes this morning when I saw my goofy mug on Dogster's Main Page ! thanks Dogster for the Pawesome Honor ! thanks to all the pups who sent PPRS and prezzies from the dogster gift shop . mom had to work today and I am a little behind in my thank-you responses but bear with me and I'll eventually get to acknowledge you all individually . my mom always says I'm a special girl and I want to thank -you all for making me feel so special today .
hugs , wags & wiggles .... Eve
hi pals , its been a sad summer in some ways as many of my dogster pals have crossed the Bridge . here are a few poems that have comforted me in the past few weeks.
for my pals Nikki , who fought a brave battle and opened new doors of treatment for boxers and other furfuriends. you will always be in my heart sweer girl.
Gemstone's Nickerboxer
1/09/01 - 08/18/09
Nikki
Just one more time
To hear your Rooooo
One more time
To sit next to you.
To feel your breath
Upon my arm
To laugh once more
At your Wiggle Butt Charm
Just one more time
To Rally O
One more shout
Go Nikki Go !
One last walk
Down through the Springs
One more day
For all these things
To feel your snuggle ...
Or make your tea
One more day
To be with me.
Now you are so far away
Yet in my heart
Each and every day .
God Bless Sweet Nikki
Laura .... you are an amazing mom and you gave Nikki a wonderful life and she and Adrienne will be waiting patiently for you at the Rainbow Bridge .
My dear Pal Gunner ... i know your skinkids will miss you terribly ... this is for them:
Why Dogs Don't Live Longer Than People
......Sent to Dr. Blake by one of his clients to share with his readers..
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 there were no miracles left 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 the four-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 four-year-old continued, "Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long."
Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly.
God Speed to all my pals who crossed this summer .... you will live on in our hearts forever !
Dogster Obsessions: The Starter Kit for Dogs by Wildebeest
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