Labrador Retriever/Border Collie
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Home:Broomfield, CO  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 15 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Will, Willy Wonka, sweet boy

Quick Bio:

swimming, raft trips, sprawling out for some lovin'

fences, cats, tennis balls out of reach

Favorite Toy:
bo bo squirrel

Favorite Food:
tuna sandwiches, seat belts

Favorite Walk:
Poudre River trail in La Porte, S. Portland beach in Maine

Best Tricks:
jumping from raft to raft on the H2O, catching balls in mid air

Arrival Story:
On a road trip to Jackson, WY we came upon a sign for "free puppy" and met Wilson, who immediately jumped up and bit my nose. He is a keeper!

I've Been On Dogster Since:
June 23rd 2004 More than 12 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Things that make me go, "hmmmm..."

land ho!

November 24th 2005 6:53 pm
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So, I jumped in my safe place. I think it's called a car. and there was a shit ton of stuff everywhere. Sometimes Heather forgets I like to sprawl out.So I had like about one foot for my little butt to fit. There were things all around me; I could smell food!, and there were these long stick like things above my head and my red life jacket. we drove for longtime until I could finally stretch my legs out by the edge of a great river. it tasted muddy, and water fell from the sky. I blinked a lot. Heather's dad greeted me by the river, and he said I looked pretty smart in my jacket. I showed him how fast I can get going on my feet. It is unfortunate heather and her dad only have two feet. I love having four. They built a big fire and gave me some chicken. We camped on bunny island the first nite. It was wicked sweet. I was off on my own for quite a while until I heard, "VILSON, VILSON!" so I ran into the tent for a naparoo, but I DIDN'T REALLY SLEEP.I just listened and stared at heather's dad, who made this whistling noise out of his nose. In the mornin' I watched Heather and her pops blow up the raft, and I got real nervous cause I don't dig not being on land. We pushed off into the middle of the river, and my heart starting pounding so I sat on heather's dad and I teetered on the edge of the slippery boat. I saw the land getting further and further away and I couldn't help but howl out. then I looked at heather, who looked at me sideways and said, "You're fine bugga-boo." and I really get irritated when she calls me this cause I'm like, really tough, you know.

So, anyway we spent like three days on this torturous raft, and it was wet all around us, even in the sky. We saw some big dogs with things growing out of their heads and some that had these things that flapped, and they were up in the sky. Heather wrapped her jacket around me and kissed my nose. When we finally reached shore, I immediately ran after ten turkeys that were just sitting on the land. Ah, the land!!! It was fantastic! I got to go eat some turkey. peace

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