Earl


Chow Chow
Picture of Earl, a male Chow Chow

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Home:Raleigh, NC  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 11 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Nicknames:
Early, Burly

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Quick Bio:
-dog rescue

Birthday:
December 1st 2003

Likes:
Lying in the sun

Pet-Peeves:
Don't touch my feet!

Favorite Toy:
My cat Jake.

Favorite Food:
Iams

Best Tricks:
I am above tricks for food.

Arrival Story:
We saw Earl's baby picture on petfinder. Mom fell in love, and once the kids saw him, that was it - we had to go get him!

Bio:
Earl is playful and affectionate and guards his humans at all cost. He loves his dog and cat brothers. He's brilliant - he housetrained himself in 2 days. Chows get such a bad rap - if anyone wants to see how wonderful chows can be, come meet Earl!!

Forums Motto:
What's in it for me?

I've Been On Dogster Since:
October 18th 2006 More than 8 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
406216


Meet my family
GizmoJake

Meet my Pup Pals
 

What's in it for me?


Well I look like a DORK

October 18th 2006 2:49 pm
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Mom came to pick me up and almost wet herself laughing. I look like a pig. I am no longer cinnamon, I am beige. If I had a curly tail, I would look like a big beige pig. To add insult to injury, a woman looked at me and said

"Did he used to be a CHOW?"

OMG, I think I will hibernate til it grows out.

On the up side, my itchies are gone and I smell great!

 

Off to the vet

October 18th 2006 7:11 am
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I am SO not happy. Mom is taking me to the vet today to be shaved and have some other tests done. She took me to a regular groomer once - and I morphed into Cujo, so she now says I have to be sedated and shaved so that she can groom me in between shavings. I get bad hotspots because I won't let Mom rinse all the soap out. Problem is, she's the only one I let bathe me, and I barely even let her. She said I smelled like a garbage can, so I guess I had to go.

At least I'll be out when they stick a thermometer where the sun don't shine. Sigh.

 
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