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Likes: SNOW! I'm also always up for a walk and I now like backpacking! It's my duty to protect my domain from stray cats. I also love to travel and stay in hotel rooms. I love meeting new dogs and their owners!
Pet-Peeves: My sister Molly The Brat (well, sometimes), people who don't think I'm absolutely beautiful, and when the car is stopped in traffic! I also hate the rain and really hot/humid days. My coat gets frizzy and I get grumpy. Rubber toys are awful!
Favorite Toy: THIN RAWIDES! YUM! Sadly, I'm loosing interest in toys now......
Favorite Food: Cheese (in any form, as in dip, solid, or in curd). I'm also known to demand warm sweet potato biscuits. Vanilla ice cream is pretty pawsome too!
Favorite Walk: Around town, in St. Michaels, and at the Farmer's Market. Molly and I are now packpacking at a local arboretum and it's pawtastic! Mommy found a dog park, but it's a far drive.
Best Tricks: Oh, no, that's beneath me! I wouldn't even entertain the idea. Although, Mommy says my selective hearing abilities are beyond compare.
Arrival Story: I was dropped off at the pound at age 6. I spent several months there. No one wanted me because I was "old", big, and black. I think people were put off by my teeth when I smiled at them. But, when my now Mommy walked down the aisle, I knew she was the one for me! So, I sat by the cage door quietly while the other dogs yapped away. She was impressed! I think she was sold when I flashed her my beautiful toothy grin and fabulous blue eyes. Mommy took me outside and I sat right by her side, showing her my loyalty. Mommy also appreciated the fact that I was potty trained and love to spend time in my crate. We've been together ever since!
Bio: Yeah, my so-called sister Molly was added a year later. We didn't get along at first because I had a lot to teach her. I get pretty jealous sometimes. But, we are a pack now and we take care of each other.
Forums Motto: I'm 14 and 70# so I CAN define royalty! Dogster Local Spots I've Marked: Annapolis Dog Park AKA Quiet Waters, Muddy Paw Wash, Adkins Arboretum, Petersburg National Battlefield, Tuckahoe State Park, Woofs and Whiskers, Critter Beach The Groups I'm In: ♥~Husky ♥ers 4~Ever~♥, ***Pro Photo Tips & Tricks***, **-Dogs and Cats of Maryland-**, .:.School Fur Graphics .:., DAWGS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN!, PDPC's School of Graphics!!, Backpackin' Pups United, Becky & Boys, Blue Crab Pals of DelMarVa, Christian Canines, College Basketball Fans, Dog-o-Tron!, Doggie Lovers Unite -Eastern Shore MD area, Green Bay Packers, Husky Heaven, Maryland Dog Owners, P*I*F (Paw it Forward), Spike's Fan Club, The NFL Fan Club, Yappy Hour!, Zealie Lotto, ~~~*♥Dog Park USA♥*~~~
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Many thanks to all of the woofs and purrs who have sent me lovely birthday wishes. You all are wonderful, even if you have lacked on sending me treats and rawhides.
I feel very blessed to still be around. I have the dreaded arthuritis now. No more flying over coffee tables or running up the stairs. Getting up on Mom's bed is more of a challenge. I'm tending to hang out downstairs now, just a lot easier on the bones. I'm also leaving little brown presents for Mom when she wakes up in the morning sometimes.
All and all, I feel pretty good and I definitely don't act 14. I could be 13, but my vet says no younger than that based on my toofers, as dull and cracked as they are! BOL!
I really hope to see you all when #15 comes around.
This critter now has 8 out of 9 lives left, thanks to me!
We were on the way home from the Tails of the Tundra Siberian Husky Rescue Hike when Mom had this brilliant idea to stop to see Auntie Leslie and her crazy Labbies Talley, Bridget, and Doobie on the way home.
Molly and I got along with the Labbies great! Talley took a real liking to me. When Talley wasn't admiring me, I sniffed around the yard and found Aunt Leslie's cat underneath the porch!
I started digging and clawing around and Mom kept calling me to get away from the porch. Auntie Leslie said Bagger was a smart kitty and was safe under the porch.
I was very tenacious in looking for that fat morsel and my persistence paid off! While the Moms were chatting, I grabbed that yum-yum! All would have been fine, except when he started screeching bloody murder.
The Moms came a-running and Auntie Leslie got me off the kitty. I signaled to Molly to finish what I started, but Mom grabbed Molly and shoved her inside the house along with me.
Auntie Leslie looked over Bagger and he didn't even have a scratch.
Then the Moms looked at me and found that my ear had gotten scratched along with a tiny spot above my eye. Auntie Leslie grabbed some peroxide to clean it all up. Thankfully I didn't need any stitches. Mom said I deserved what I got and that I was very naughty. Auntie Leslie said we were both lucky and because Bagger is a very fat kitty, his plumpness saved him from my jaws.
Mom was VERY angry with me and said that I was VERY lucky that Auntie Leslie was a very understanding person in that we weren't banned for life for my antic.
Mom has also threatened to not send in my paperwork for my Canine Good Citizenship certificate. I swear it says nothing in the paperwork about dogs not being able to threaten, harass, or try to harm cats. I know. I've looked.
I'm going to let Mom tell this story since I refuse to disclose my secrets on the following matter:
Mimi's been having problems pooing and peeing in the house after I go to bed. She almost always stays downstairs now because it's cooler and she doesn't have to worry about her achy joints going up the stairs.
So last night I put her in bloomers. Molly and I went upstairs to go to sleep.... Read More
I woke up this morning to an interesting sight. Beside my bed I found Mimi's bloomers, intact and full of poo and pee.
How in the world did she wiggle out of them and get them upstairs??????
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