P.D. the Pet Dog


Labrador Retriever
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Home:Chicago Illinois, IL  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 13 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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   Leave a bone for P.D. the Pet Dog

Nicknames:
Pet Devil, Pretty Dog, and Girlfriend

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

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-purebred

Birthday:
August 18th 2001

Likes:
Playing, getting treats for no reason in particular, sleeping on the big dog bed in my mom and dad's bedroom, and swimming in my little pool in my yard.

Pet-Peeves:
When mom and dad go out without me!

Favorite Toy:
Any ball, anything that belongs to my mom, and my Big Mean Kitty Toy.

Favorite Food:
Mom's crusts. Yum!

Favorite Walk:
At 4:30 every morning Dad and I take a walk through our neighborhood, it's nice and quiet. I like to sniff everything.

Best Tricks:
I know lots of tricks, my mom taught me.....but I guess my best is when a treat is placed on my nose which I throw into the air, catch, and gobble!

Arrival Story:
My big sister Dave unexpectedly went to heaven. Mom and Dad felt so sad that they knew they had to get another Labrador as soon as possible. When they first saw me I was 5 weeks old. I sat on the floor, threw my head back and howled!! I wanted my dog mom but I'd been weened the day before so that wasn't going to happen! Mom says today that she should have known I was going to be a talker! But luckily, even though I was being ornary, they fell in love with me and took me home a few weeks later.

Bio:
When I was 4 months old I hurt my knee while playing. Mom and dad took me to a vet 6 times and had x-rays twice but no one could figure out why I was limping. Even though I was taking a lot of medicine, it didn't help. My knee hurt a lot! I began to hide because I was afraid someone was going to make it hurt worse....I didn't want anyone to touch me, and then I started to growl!! I was not acting like a Loveable Lab at all! Mom and dad were very concerned...I wished I could tell them where it hurt. Finally mom took me to a specialist she heard about. A few days later I had surgery to repair a torn ligament in my knee. I was 14 months old....it hurt for a long time. After months of physical threapy Mom decided I needed lots of training because I was still afraid of being touched and growled too much. So during my second year of life Mom and I went to school every week. By the end of that summer I had earned THREE certificates including a Canine Good Citizen Certificate! Mom & Dad are very proud of me. Woof! Since then Mom, Dad, and I are having great fun! Dad takes for a walk every morning where I get to sniff the entire neighborhod. In the summer, Mom takes me to the lake near our house to fetch my duck Buddy, swimming is good for my leg. In the winter, she throws snowballs for me to chase! In the meantime, I sleep on the queen sized dog bed in the master bedroom. Ahhhhh! It's a Dog's Life for sure! Arf!

Forums Motto:
Bark Loud Enough, They'll Listen!

I've Been On Dogster Since:
June 19th 2004 More than 10 years!

I Was In The:
2004-2005 Holiday
Picture Party
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Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
43407


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The Adventures of P.D. the Pet Dog


Cat Bite!

April 18th 2006 1:34 pm
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I was minding my own business in my own backyard when suddenly I sniffed a delicious sniff....a cat! My kangaroo jumping ability was at it's peek as I sprung through the air, bull's eye! Right on top of that big ole cat! He of course BIT me! YEEEOOW!! That hurt! As Mr. Cat scrambled over the fence, my heart was pounding and my tail was wagging! What an adventure!

Fast forward to the next evening...."Gosh dad my leg hurts." I'm not wagging my tail anymore. Sad puppy am I. Dad doesn't know what I'm saying but the next morning he does when I can't walk. My front leg is swollen. I was bit under the arm.

Mom stayed home from work to take me to see Dr. Roger as soon as he opened. Dr. Roger said good thing too cause if it abssessed I would have been in big trouble. Dr. Roger also said I was a good girl for holding still while he gave me mega shots in the butt.

It took a week, a lot of pain, pills, and patience while mom put cold and hot compresses on my leg. But I'm all better now and am having fun stalking cats in the back yard!

 

Treats, Treats, Treats!

July 20th 2005 5:30 am
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Normally when mom comes home from work I get REALLY excited to see her! It means going out to go pee in the yard, gobbling down my dog food as fast as I can (the record is 13 seconds!), and eating treats, treats, treats! But one day mom took out one of those big treats from the jar and set it on the desk near her computer, she wanted me to calm down before she gave it to me, I of course was jumping up and down like a kangaroo! Then something terrible happened....mom got distracted and forgot about THAT treat! But I didn't....I followed her around for the rest of the evening....begging her to give me that treat! She kept saying, "P.D! What do you want! Why are you following me?" I'd respond with a loud "WOOF!" So she gave me a hard bone jammed with treats. After I finished munching on that bone, I went back to mom and said, "ARF!" So she gave me a big rawhide which I took in the backyard to my favorite spot for private dog chewing. Then I went back to mom and said, "BARK!" So she filled my bowl with water again. I drank all the water and dribbled all over the floor. Then I went back to mom and said, "WOOF! WOOF!" So mom filled my little pool with clean water. I swam for awhile, then I went back to mom and said, "ARF! ARF!" So mom played frizbee with me, after I got tired of that, I went up to mom and said, "WOOF! ARF! BARK!" She still didn't get it!! "Please give me THAT big treat!" I said! Finally right before we went to bed, mom found THAT treat near her computer and said, "OH MY! This is why P.D.'s been following and talking to me all evening!" Then she gave me THAT treat......I slept very well that night!

 

Springtime Is Here!

April 11th 2005 4:31 pm
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Springtime is here! I've been having fun running around outside with my best pal Asia. We like to dig too but mom doesn't like that too much. Mom has promised that as soon as our lakes warms up we'll go swimming every day. The only thing I really don't like about Springtime is no more catching snowballs. Arf! My legs are doing fine as long as I don't play or run too hard. Dad gives me a buffered aspirin when he thinks I'm in pain, usually when I hide behind the big chair in the living room. He can tell when I hurt.

 
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