Age: 8 Years Sex: Male Weight: 11-25 lbs
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March 20th 2006
Being with Momma; car rides; other dogs; people (especially kids!); eating; lying in the sun; barking at Momma to get her to throw the tennis ball; stuffed toys that squeak; my soft bed; food and treats; cuddles; sitting on the other dogs; belly rubs
Being ignored; people not saying hello to me; being left at home when Momma goes somewhere; when Momma is sad or upset; the other dogs taking my toys; Izzy getting in my face; being cold and wet; people yelling; disappointing anyone; puppies bugging me
Plush stuffed toys with squeakers!
Raw food all the way, pups! (My favorite thing would have to be chicken hearts... I eat them like candy!)
The trails at Blydenburg Park... Momma lets me run off-leash and explore the trails and the lake! Fun!
Sit, Wait, Up, Give Five, Circle, Roll Over, Dance, Beg, Down, Crawl, Walk (on hind legs), Bunny (hop on hind legs), Bam (play dead), Touch, Off, Stay, Crate
Momma wanted to add another JRT to the family so Tess wouldn't be lonely. She found the most amazing breeder ever (visit Sheila, my breeder, at www.connemaraterrier.com) and placed a deposit on a puppy before my parents were even bred. From the moment she laid eyes on me as a newborn, Momma was completely smitten... When the temperament testing was completed seven long weeks later, Sheila called to ask which puppy Momma wanted, and Momma knew it was ME! Momma and Auntie drove up to Maine in torrential downpours to pick me up, but they say it was worth every moment because I am so perfect!
Momma could go on and on and on and on about how incredible my breeder is, how wonderful I am, and how blessed she feels to have found me... but there isn't enough room on this page, she says! I love Momma and all people, and there is not much that gets me upset... I just love to be loved and to make people happy!
Proud to be a Connemara terrier!
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My full name is Connemara's George Sullivan Bailey. I come from a long line of exceptional dogs. We are terriers of Hibernia, proud heirs of a century-old legacy. Wherever we go, we bring with us humor, love, and loyalty. But regardless of where destiny may take us, we are linked to the land of our ancestors by an ethereal thread that encompasses our spirit and reminds all who meet us that we are unique. We are the IRISH CONNEMARA JACK RUSSELL.
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September 20th 2009 8:22 pm
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Saw this fun survey on a friend's page and decided to do my own! Haven't written in my diary in a LONG time, so here goes nothing!
Name: George Sullivan Bailey (but most call me Sully 'cause it's shorter)
Age (in dog years): 3
Age (in human years): Um, 21? But Momma says I shall always be her baby!
Breed: Connemara Jack Russell terrier
Fur color: Tan/white
Fur Pattern: Lots of tan coloring on a white background... I also have a perfect, narrow white stripe going from my nose to my forehead! Everyone loves my stripe!
Weight: 15 lbs
Where are you now: Curled up on the big doggy bed with Tess and Izzy
How many brothers/sisters did/do you have: In my litter, I had one brother and five sisters. I also have numerous siblings, half-siblings, cousins, aunts, uncles, and other relatives in my Connemara extended family - we all see each other once a year! Now in my house I have a JRT "sister" and a Basenji/JRT "brother."
Do you have any strange markings: No
Were you adopted from a pound: No
Food: Chicken hearts
Sleeping spot: The couch with Momma
Walking place: Blydenburgh park on the trails near the lake
Bone: Any raw meaty bone
Treat: Bully sticks
Animal to chase: Squirrels... and my brother Izzy
Who's your #1 friend: Momma
#2 friend: Auntie
#3 friend: Tess
What's your #1 toy: Blue Man (stuffed dog; RIP)
#2 toy: Nemo (stuffed fish; RIP)
#3 toy: Anything Momma gives me that is stuffed
.:Have you ever:.
Been to the beach: Yes, a tiny strip of beach at a campground in Maine
Seen snow: Yes
Traveled out of your town: Yes
Bite a person: No way
Been bit BY a person: No
Ate a frog: No, but I've rolled on dead ones
Broke a leg or paw: No
Most annoying thing a human can do: Fart or use the vacuum cleaner
Most awesome thing a human can do: Give me bellyrubs
Boyfriend/girlfriend: My heart belongs to Momma
Do you wear a collar: Yes
If so what color: Dark green
November 25th 2007 7:38 pm
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Whoa, it's been such a very long time since any of us have written in our diaries! My friend Bailey NPC tagged me for Christmas, so here's my letter to Santa Paws!
Dear Santa Paws,
Hi there! I've been meaning to write to you and tell you that I've been a VERY good boy this year! Even better than I usually am! There are a few things that would make my tail wag extra-hard if you could kindly help me:
1. Please give Momma a teaching career so we can make more money and she can "pay the bills." I'm not sure what bills are, but she and Daddy worry a lot about the money so I want you to help her get more. I don't like to see my mommy worry about anything!
2. Please help me educate people about the no-nos associated with buying dogs from pet stores and BYBs. (If you didn't know, Santa, BYBs are backyard breeders.) Momma got banned from a puppy store in our town this year because she dared ask too many questions about the dog's background. Please make sure these doggies get great homes (without supporting puppy mills!) and do what you can to help educate people not to buy from these despicable places.
3. Please help the shelter dogs find great furever homes all their own. Momma comes home each day from her shelter job and hugs and kisses all of us extra-tight now... she says we don't know how lucky we are to be in a great home while so many dogs are withering away in shelters (or being euthanized for lack of space).
4. Please help Daddy not be allergic to us dogs anymore so I can sleep on the bed (or even just on the couch) with Momma! I like my crate but I'd much prefer snuggling with the people at night!
5. PLEASE send enough treats and Love Bones and bullysticks to last the whole year! (A new bed wouldn't be a bad idea, either! We've pulled the stuffing out of the really fluffy cloud-bed that Grandma bought us, so we'd need a new one pretty soon!)
Thanks for listening! I promise I'll always be a good boy even if I don't get everything I want!
Love and doggie kisses,
George Sullivan Bailey
Now I tag some of my pals:
1. Sunshine Sally
August 24th 2007 9:09 pm
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I haven't really been feeling myself lately. There's been a LOT of stuff going on at our house and not all of it's been good. It makes my tummy feel all upset.
First of all, we recently had our cousin Emma come stay with us for more than a week while Uncle Jeremy and Aunt Diane went to Ireland. (That's where Tess and Spice were born... and the country that me and all of my doggy family comes from originally! I wish I could have gone with them so I could see this cool place!) Emma was very nice and all, but she never really let any of us rest and I'm a dog who relishes my naps! Not only that, but she didn't listen to the rules and so Momma ended up having to yell at her a LOT and I really hate when Momma yells. Even though she almost never yells at me it still makes me so sad and scared. When she yelled at Emma for disobeying her for the billionth time, I would just cower on the Orvis bed or run in my crate and hide. All the turmoil even interfered with my appetite!!!! (I know... I'm shocked too!) I know Momma's been pretty worried because I don't eat my treats right away anymore. She says that's not like me and I agree completely. I went to Dr. Phil (our vet) for my checkup and he gave me SHOTS which hurt my leg sooooooo much! I screamed! Momma says I'm a wimp and the needle hadn't even touched my leg yet! Whatever... I know that it hurt! No one can tell me otherwise!
ANYWAY, the vet found nothing wrong and he says I'm very healthy. I haven't had to wear my collar because I had an allergic reaction to my tags and my neck got all bald and red and itchy... so the vet told Momma I didn't have to wear it for a while. YAY! I always feel so free and light when I don't have to wear my collar... but I also feel weird because the other dogs have to wear them still and I don't want to be left out of anything.
Okay, so continuing with my gripes... Emma left yesterday night and I was so relieved because that means things should have gone back to normal... but they didn't yet! Today Tess wouldn't give Momma the bully stick she was eating when Momma told her "Give," so Momma went to take it out of Tess's mouth and she GROWLED and BIT Momma! Momma yelled a lot and grabbed Tess by the scruff of her neck and shook her and told her she was a BAD GIRL and made her go inside her crate and stay there for a long time. Then at dinner, Momma fed Tess LAST (and she's always first!) and did the same thing with the treats! She also took the food away from Tess a lot and said "Give" a lot to her. Tess listened that time. It really upset me though because Tess never acts like that and I don't like my routine being disrupted. Tess ALWAYS eats first and it really bugged me that she was last today. I waited to eat my dinner and my treats until after Momma let Tess have hers. All of this tension upsets me a lot. Momma says I'm very sensitive. I don't know what this means really but I know I don't feel too great right now. I hope Tess listens to Momma so everything can be normal again really soon!
I'm gonna go lie on the couch with Momma... that should make me feel better!
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