Age: 11 Years Sex: Female Weight: 51-100 lbs
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Amber, Ambers, Baby Jayne, Baby Girl, Little Girl
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February 4th 2003
I love my work as a therapy dog. It makes me very happy to brighten someone's day! Also, I love my mommy very much.
When the cats try to take my treats or eat my food.
"Search-and-Rescue" Dog. Grandma bought him for me after Hurricane Katrina. The money went to help victims.
Eggs... Mmmmm! When I hear Mommy in the kitchen cracking eggs open, I just go crazy! (But in a polite and sweet way, of course!)
I love it when Mommy walks me around the neighborhood and lets me run and play catch in the dog park.
Kisses! When Mommy says "Kisses, Amber!" I kiss her face. I also kiss other people on command. (i.e. "Give Uncle Dan Kisses!")
My mommy heard that her friend's dog, Sandy, was having puppies. Sandy - my real mommy - is an APBT with a very sweet disposition like me. She saw my daddy - a very handsome Yellow Lab - though the fence next door, and it was love at first sight! Mommy came to take me home as soon as I was old enough. I loved my mommy as soon as I met her, and she loves me too. She carried me out to her car under her arm, like a football. It's hard to believe I was ever that little!
Mommy doesn't have any puppies, at least not the people-kind of puppies, so Rhea, Aydan and Maury and I are her people-puppies. I guess you could say we're a little spoiled, but we don't let it go to our heads. Well, Maury might, but he's a cat, and any dogs here who have cats in the house will agree that no feline is really right in the head. All that catnip messes with them a bit. I'll stick with my scrambled eggs and milkbones.
I am a Therapy Dog! I work in hospitals, nursing homes, schools and libraries. Most people feel pretty yucky when they're in the hospital. When I come into their room, they smile and laugh, and all of their worries are gone for a few moments. Mommy told me that when people pet me, their blood pressure goes down. And when I make them smile and laugh, their bodies are more able to fight off the bugs they have.
Pet Me! I'm a Therapy Dog!
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April 20th 2008 9:15 pm
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Mommy was very proud of me after my last CGC class on Saturday! She says that I'm doing very well, and that I'm a very smart dog!
In our class, someone I had never met before came in and petted me. She turned my ears inside out and picked up each of my paws. She talked to Mommy and jumped up and down and made funny noises. But I didn't move or bark! Mommy had told me to sit and stay, so I did!
Mommy told me to sit and stay while she walked across the room. I did not move until she called me. Then she told me to sit and stay again. She walked across the room, came back, and walked all around me. I did not get up until Mommy and I were back in a heel position, and she said it was okay!
We also took turns walking back and forth through the room. When Mommy and I met another dog, we stopped, and I sat down. Mommy said that I was very polite, and very smart.
Next, we all lined up in a row - each dog and handler together with a few feet in between the next dog and handler. First, Mommy and I walked around each of the other dog teams. I walked nicely with Mommy and did not stop to sniff the other dogs or handlers. Then, we stood with the others while each of the other dog teams took turns walking around us and the others. I did not move, or get up or bark. I was very polite, just like Mommy taught me!
The last part was very hard. We all stood in a row just like before. But this time, Mommy left me alone. She told me to sit and stay, and then she walked away, moving around all of the other dogs by herself. I could hardly see Mommy when she got to the end of the row, but I stayed, like she told me! When Mommy got back and gave me the release command, I stood up politely. She petted me and said what a good, good girl I was! She was very proud!
Mommy says that a new trainer is coming to the house tomorrow for some "tutoring". I'm very excited! I can't wait to learn some new tricks to show my Dog Therapy Patients!
September 23rd 2006 10:44 pm
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Mom says we're moving! How exciting! I get my own bedroom in our new house, too. Of course, I have to share it with Winston and Maury. That's okay though. I love my brothers.
Mom brought home a new pet a few weeks ago. It smells funny. It's definately not a dog. It doesn't smell like a cat, either. It stays in her bedroom all the time. It lives in a crate, but the crate is made out of nylon like my bones. I don't know why it doesn't just chew its way out. I sure would. Mommy says the thing is an iguana, and his name is George. She also warned me not to sniff him too much, or he will hit me with his tail. I don't know what Mommy's talking about. I don't think George can even wag his tail.
I saw Maury getting high on catnip again today. I'm getting worried about him. I think I'm going to talk to Mommy about an intervention.
Winston has been doing a lot better lately. He's been through a lot with his first mommy dying, and him moving in with us. He didn't know any tricks at all when he came here. Mommy has taught him a few. She's good at that. He's still having problems going potty where outside, so Mommy said tonight that she's going to put him in obedience school. I remember when I went to school. It was so much fun! I told Winston about it. He's excited but very nervous that he won't do well and Mommy will be upset. I told him that Mommy loves us, and she won't be upset at all. She is very proud of him for what he's done already.
Winston says that Mommy is talking about taking him to a different school than the one I went to. It's in Chicago. I don't know what Chicago is, but I know it's far away. It would be so much fun to go away to school and meet other dogs! I would miss Mommy though. I wonder if Mommy and I will get to go with Winston...
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