Age: 14 Years Sex: Male Weight: 51-100 lbs
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Leave a bone for Clifford
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Cliffy, Cliff, That Dog, Buddy, Big Brown Dog, Shaky Puppy
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September 6th 1999
Going to The Field, playing with red rubber bone, sleeping under blankets and laying on pillows.
Carrots, popcorn, people who are annoying to him or are mean to him.
His red rubber bone
Beggin' Strips and Cheez-Its
Around the pond near the field behind my dad's apartments.
I'm learning "sit" and "lay down" in sign language.
My preschool teacher's dogs and puppies and we got Clifford from her the year that I was going into kindergarten. He lived with us for about 4 years since then, and now he lives in Bothell with my father.
Clifford is VERY clumsy and the only thing he likes to chew his is bone. We tried getting him different toys, but he just eats them or avoids them.
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|October 30th 2006
||More than 7 years!
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December 30th 2006 2:07 pm
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I now have a new buddy! My owner, Robert, had decided to let me meet his friend's dog Ruby (a golden retriver). Since I'm not too good with other dogs, honestly, I was a little rough at first. (Maybe not a little...) But I did have to wear that stinkin' black thing that they but around my mouth. It's so annoying, it stops me from warning the other dogs!!!
Anyways, Ruby and I are ALMOST friends. We still haven't been able to go to each others houses, (I am not letting that stranger dog in my house yet!) but soon we'll be the best of friends (if she cooperates.......).
I had a great Christmas. I got a giant bag of my FAVORITE treats, Beggin' Strips!!! And Bekah let me have more than usual!!! I think it was because it was a special day. I love those treats.... mmm...
Well, I gotta bounce now. See ya'll laters!!!!
November 5th 2006 4:40 pm
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Today, Dad took Bekah and I to the field behind our house. It was raining pretty hard, so we all got wet.
Bekah was wearing her new jacket. Dad had his original jacket but was wearing this funny fisherman's hat.
Bekah walked me as Dad was by our side. It was pouring down rain, so now other dogs were on the trail, in the field, on the bridge, or by the pond. It was like the whole place was ours!!!
As he entered the trail, there was these two very large branch thingies that stuck out and over the trail. I just walked under it, Bekah had to duck and Dad tried to break it to make room for everyone to walk regularly. He had a few problems, but eventually got it.
At about the middle of the cement trail, there was this very large [and I mean VERY large] puddle. Dad said something about the river being flooded. Bekah had new shoes on [I guess that was a mistake!] so he had her on his back while he walked me. I think he said the words "pig" and "back", but I'm not sure.
So then, after that, we went to the field and I got off leash. Bekah got bare-foot and it was really wet and muddy. She stepped in dog poop twice and had to wash her foot off in the giant puddle.
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