Birthday: August 28th 2003 Likes: To be cuddled at bedtime and get his nightly rubbings. Pet-Peeves: He gets grumpy if you try to move him after he's fallen asleep. He hates the vacuum cleaner. The other things he hates with a passion are bicycles and motorcycles. Favorite Toy: tennis ball, his kongs - especially with yummy stuffin' like peanut butter Favorite Food: Baby carrots, broccoli, mushrooms, celery, tomatoes, cheese, peanut butter, Charlee Bear egg & cheese treats and POPCORN! Favorite Walk: We walk our street. He's nosey. He has to see what all the neighbors are doing. Best Tricks: Shake. He shakes his whole body. Brings in the newspaper. Arrival Story: On a whim, I went into a pet store just to look at the new puppies. Not really intent on buying. Then I saw him. He looked so lonely and helpless. Just this little bundle of white fluff. It was only a week or so before my birthday and I begged my husband to get him for me. All it took was for my husband to come down to the store and look at him, and he was lost too. Bio: When Jack first came to live with us, we couldn't figure out what to name him. We wanted something "white" related. Our last American Eskimo we named Eskimo Pie, and called her Pie. It took us a few days but we finally came up with Jack Frost. We just call him Jack.
For the first couple of months he lived with us, my daughter wondered if Jack really knew how to walk. Reason? Because I carried him everywhere. I even had a little backpack kind of thing that I used to put him in when we went out in public. Forums Motto: Popcorn Freak The Groups I'm In: !*DOGZ RULE*!, "DOGSTERHOLICS", ★PLANET PAWLLYWOOD★, (:The worlds greatest dogs:), ***********Best *Friends *in *the *Whole *Wide *World**********, ***white dogs***, ♥All Fur Fun♥, Addicted to Our Lil Doggies, American Eskimos United!!, E.S.K.I.E.S., For The Love Of Eskies, The First Dogster Annual Biggest Smile Award, ~~~*♥Dog Park USA♥*~~~ The Last Forum I Posted In: First post!!! Favorite Game:: Frisbee
Mommy: I have a special mommy. She loves me and my brother bird, Bailey, and my daddy too, very much. She takes care of us all day long, and all night too! But, sometimes, she goes into her office and we can't bother her. That's her writing time. My mommy writes books. She spends a lot of time on the computer but she lets me write in my diary or send messages to my Dogster pals whenever I want. Isn't that a great mommy? If you want to see what kind of books my mommy writes you can visit her web page
My mommy had to go away during my birthday this year. Something about grandkids and birthdays. Hey! When did they become more important than me?
Mommy said that she wouldn't be able to spend Kylie's first birthday with her because my "big sister" Amber is getting married right close to her birthday in a different state and as hard as Mommy tries, she can't be in two places at the same time. So, Mommy celebrated Kylie's birthday early.
But, Mommy made it up to me when she got home. She got me a carrot cake for my birthday! My all time FAVORITE!! YUMMY!
I did share a teeny tiny piece with Niki, my Nanny's little teacup Chihuahua. That thing is no more than a snack to me anyway.
I'm so glad my mommy is home. I don't like it when she goes away. Now, I'm back to my bouncy self!
My mommy always has big plans for my birthday. She can't help herself. She makes a big fuss. Tutt. Tutt. Tutt. Sigh. I just put up with her.
We went for a walk this morning. The sun was shining. A nice breeze. I pooped near a Stop sign. Of course mommy cleaned it right up. Good mommy. Treat for me.
Uh oh, I hear her coming down the hall. Now, where's that off button again?
My mommy had to go to the surgery center yesterday and have a needle stuck in her back. She told me that it would help make the pain go away so that we could go for longer walks.
When she came home, I was there waiting for her, but I sensed she wasn't ready for my normal "hey MOM, how ya doing!! Can I play!!" greeting. So, when she crawled in bed, I snuggled up next to her and we cuddled.
I wuv cuddling best with my mommy.
Mommy said the doctor told her to stay in bed all day, so that sounded like a good plan to me and I was going to make sure she did. I stayed close by, guarding her bed like my life depended on it. Daddy checked on us and brought mommy water when she needed it; giving me a petting and telling me what a good boy I was for staying and taking care of mommy.
Hey, that's my job! My mommy takes care of me so much every day and I wuv her so much, I'd do anything for her, even if it meant sacrificing a whole day to lay on the bed.
