Wallace


Collie
Picture of Wallace, a male Collie

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Home:Washington, DC  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 17 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Nicknames:
Wally, wallacethedog (one word)

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

Quick Bio:
-purebred

Likes:
(in order) Other dogs, Mom, his human brother Warren, People, Peeing on things, teasing the cats

Pet-Peeves:
Topaz, the cat (its a love/hate thing); being tied to a sidewalk tree or table while out for stroll (he'd much rather keep exploring than stop for lunch); when I pack to go back to DC (he barks at me)

Favorite Toy:
Topaz; any one of a number of stuffed animals

Favorite Food:
Bacon (beggin strips)

Favorite Walk:
Dog park; x-country ski trail; to get a bagel in the morning.

Best Tricks:
Whenever I visit, I work with him on the balancing a treat on his nose trick. He got up to about 75%. My mother continues the training.

Arrival Story:
This is really my mother's dog (they live in Colorado, I'm in DC). But when I visit, he adopts me as the alpha (sorry Mom, but it is true).

Bio:
My family has always had collies -- 36 of them over the years, if you count puppies, six if you count the ones that kept us. My brothers and I say that we were raised by collies. Jimmy, the last one before Wallace, left us in January of 1988. For years, our family had no collie. These were dark times. Finally, my mother and her husband, Paul, sent me a picture of an adorable bundle of fur and nose that they had named Wallace. He was about nine or ten months old the first time I got to see him -- almost full-sized. He is an excellent and well-mannered boy. Except when I am in town. Then it is time to play . When Paul developed pancreatic cancer last year, Wallace was the first to know. He could smell it, months before the diagnosis. Wallace was incredibly protective of Paul during his final days, keeping a 72 hour vigil under his bed. He was quite upset and stressed when Paul was gone. He has been a great comfort and joy to my mother since. And while your childhood dogs loom large in your memories, I have to say (now that I am 40) that Wallace is the best of the best.

The Groups I'm In:
Friends of Collies

I've Been On Dogster Since:
June 10th 2004 More than 10 years!

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Dogster Id:
41577


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A new home

January 10th 2006 8:24 am
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Mom and I moved recently from Boulder to Denver. We now live in one of those upscale lofts just around the corner from Coors Field. It's fun -- I get to ride the elevator. I can see the mountains in the distance from my balcony and trains going by on the tracks below. Ooooh I want to bark at the trains, but I am not allowed to.

There are lots of other dogs in the neighborhood. This is cool because we live at the end of a cul de sac and there is very little traffic, so we get to romp and play with each other when we go for our daily walks. And there is a park right down the street. I am getting more exercise than ever. Warren says I am faster now than I ever was, even though I am getting to be an old man. I think the white around my muzzle looks distinguished. He's one to talk, with all that grey in his beard.

The change has been good for us. My cat pals didn't make the trip -- they passed on just before we moved. It's ok, though... there is no basement for them to hide in. Still, being home alone isn't much fun... but somebody has to guard the house.

All in all, I'm a happy boy. After all, it is a dog's life.

 
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