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Age: 11 Years Sex: Male Weight: 11-25 lbs
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Leave a bone for Chewbie
Nicknames:
Chewbie-Choo-Choo
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Quick Bio:
Birthday:
January 1st 2002
Likes:
Doing his job as a lap dog. Being groomed and having his tummy scratched.
Pet-Peeves:
Being bullied by Teriyaki, the BeagleDor.
Favorite Toy:
I have yet to find out.
Favorite Food:
Alpo Beef, Liver and Vegetables.
Favorite Walk:
Walk? What walk?
Best Tricks:
No tricks. No kidding.
Arrival Story:
Chewbie was a stray and had been with his previous owner for less than a month before he was given up for adoption. Chewbie was given to me by a family friend who finds Chewbie too difficult to groom and feed. You see, Chewbie does not like table food (sardine sauce and rice aren't doggie staples), and his former owner finds this hard to understand. He looked like an overused mophead when he first arrived, and he had more fleas on him than fur. He also was very sick from being exposed to the elements. He is much cleaner now and has been feeding well--that is if his tormentor Teriyaki doesn't beat him to the doggie dish!
Bio:
How did Chewbie end up with his previous owner in the first place? How did this darling little dog end up on my lap? Well, it's a loooooooong story. And here it is--
His previous owner nicknamed Boy was a tricycle driver. Still is. One rainy evening, he parked his tricycle by the roadside so he could have his meal at a nearby kitchenette. Half an hour later, he hopped back onto his tricycle to ply his route, and he was surprised to find a small, soaking wet dog sitting in the cab. Boy tried to shoo it away, but the little dog wagged his tail and promptly jumped on him and sat on his lap. Boy then realized that this soaking wet dog must have been somebody else's pampered pooch gone astray. The dog was also dragging a broken leash. Boy took pity on the dog and brought it home. He and his family then tried their best to take care of the dog, but they promptly discovered that the dog was picky with his food. Being unfamiliar with appropriate dog diet, they tried to feed the dog some human table food, which the dog completely ignored. Fearing that the dog might die from hunger, they bought some canned corned beef which they don't normally buy even for their own family. To cut the cost, they started buying sardines for dinner so the dog can have sardine sauce with rice. The little dog had started eating into the family budget. Aside from the feeding problem, they also realized that the dog was difficult to groom. They then decided that the best thing to do was to try to find the original owner OR give the dog up for adoption.
I have known Boy and his wife Fely for years. When I ran into them at the local market, they wasted no time asking me to take the dog. They pitied the poor little thing but had little resources to care for it. Being the dog-loving person that I am, I immediately said "YES!"
A week later, I went to Boy and Fely's place to pick up the small dog. I named him Chewbie because back then, his dingy, matted coat was of a darker shade and similar to that of Chewbacca of Star Wars fame. That night, Chewbie was running a fever and had a really bad cough. I rushed him to the vet who put him on several different medications. He was also a bit dehydrated. I spent several sleepless nights fretting about Chewbie's condition. It took some time and several vet visits, but Chewbie eventually recovered.
The vet stated that Chewbie may very well be of a Pomeranian and Pekingese mix and estimated his age to be at around 2. Save for his matted coat and a few bald spots, he looked really cute. He almost doesn't bark! ...he! he! he!
The previous owner and I had hoped to locate the original owner, but after two-plus years we have already given up. Besides, I have really fallen for this adorable little guy and it just might break my heart to a million pieces if he has to leave.
Forums Motto:
I get front row seat on Mom's lap.
The Groups I'm In:
"DOGSTERHOLICS", ***DOGGIE INFORMATION SHARE***, *Stop Animal Abuse*, A Rescued Dog's Group, ABANDONED ANGELS, adoptable and adopted dogs and cats, AGAINST ANIMAL CRUELTY, All Against Puppy Mills, All Pets from the Philippines, Dog Lovers, Pinoy Dogs, President Isabel's Animal Abuse Commission
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Dogster Id:
390863
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October 24th 2006 4:53 pm
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Mom found this poem while surfing. Boy, was she misty-eyed for a long while! Read on...it might touch your heart too.
Lend Me A Pup
I will lend to you for awhile
a puppy, God said,
For you to love him while he lives
and to mourn for him when he is gone.
Maybe for twelve or fourteen years,
or maybe for two or three
But will you, till I call him back
take care of him for me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you
and (should his stay be brief)
you'll always have his memories
as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise that he will stay,
since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught below
I want this pup to learn.
I've looked the whole world over
in search of teachers true
And from the folk that crowd life's land
I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all your love
Nor think the labour vain
Nor hate me when I come to take my pup back again.
I fancied that I heard them say
"Dear Lord Thy Will Be Done,"
For all the joys this pup will bring,
the risk of grief you'll run.
Will you shelter him with tenderness
Will you love him while you may
And for the happiness you'll know forever grateful stay.
But should I call him back
much sooner than you've planned
Please brave the bitter grief that comes
and try to understand.
If, by your love, you've managed
my wishes to achieve,
In memory of him that you've loved,
cherish every moment with your faithful bundle,
and know he loved you too.
-Author Unknown
October 10th 2006 10:49 am
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The past few days found Mom, Teriyaki and I busy taking care of our foster pup Doogie.
Poor little Doogie was abandoned inside a corrugated box and a kind-hearted couple found him and brought little Doogie to us. The couple wanted to keep Doogie but would like to have a few days to adjust to their role as pup's parents. They thought Doogie was too small and that it might die in their hands.
Doogie stayed with us for two plus days and seemed to be feeding well on softened puppy pellets. On Monday when the vet clinic opened, Doogie was brought in for a checkup. The vet found nothing seriously wrong with the pup. Doogie's new parents were given a deworming and vaccination schedule. and Doggie was finally brought to his forever home.
Awww...poor little thing finally found a happy ending after his overnight ordeal in a cold, dark box.
As for me, I am proud to tell Everydoggie that I was unusually cooperative throughout Doogie's stay here. I was even willing to share Mom's lap with him. "Good boy, Chewbie."
October 6th 2006 4:56 am
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Hey, don't get me wrong. I am a very nice dog with a really nice temperament. Seriously!
What gets my goat is that Mom has to occasionally dog-sit Spanky, the pug who owns our next-door neighbor. Awww...Mom! Do you REALLY have to take Spanky in for the day? And Teriyaki, do you have to show so much happiness when Spanky is around?
Is everybody ignoring me? HELLO-OOOOW! I'm HEEEEERE!
It's bad enough that those two, Teri and Spanky, make so much puppy noises. Can't an older dog nap in peace around here? After tiring himself out, Spanky decided to play dead at Mom's feet. That faker!!! And Mom HAD to pick him up. Hey...hey! That's Mom's lap! That's MY territory! Get outta Mom's lap! Snarllllll! Grrrrr!!! Can everyone believe this? I am already showing my canines, and I'm still being ignored. Sheesh! I'm far too cute to look intimidating! :(
Thank heavens it did not take our neighbor forever to come back for Spanky! As soon as Spanky left, I wagged my curly tail at Mom and was picked up to assume my rightful place on her lap. *grin* See? Mom loves me after all. :))
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