Likes: family, friends of the family, anytime someone walks through the front door, car rides, sleeping behind doors/in doorways, walks, the dogpark, eating, snuggling, being groomed, watching The Dog Whisperer and any four-legged animal on TV.
Pet-Peeves: anyone leaving home.
Favorite Toy: her pink soccer ball, rainbow rope ball, TENNIS BALLS and Chuck-It!, the line of AKC hunting toys (various birds/ducks on ropes with a tennis ball attached); her Wubba!
Favorite Food: peanut butter! she eats Precise (Light formula) and loves green beans mixed in. She's a huge fan of Charlee Bear treats (egg n cheese or liver)
Favorite Walk: anywhere! but she loves climbing the hill around the corner (off the beaten path) and running around on the top.
Best Tricks: sticking her butt in the air and tucking her head under while playing--not really a trick but soooo funny!
Arrival Story: I had ALWAYS wanted a dog growing up but could never have one because I was a Marine Corps brat, always moving around, and my parents said we'd get one when Dad retired. Even after that, I had to wait six years. I was twenty-one, driving home from a college course, when my younger sister called saying Dad had just purchased a dog from a breeder on the internet. I was shocked. Not only was I not there for the experience, I was dissapointed that they had decided on a name without me (which I fought to change and won!). Don't get me wrong, I was mostly thrilled, just sad I didn't get to help pick her out. They picked the best dog in the whole world, even though choosing the perfect family dog from the internet is risky business.
Bio: Gracie was bred in Florida. Her AKC pedigree lists Lasaters Amos as the sire and Kauai's Golden Choice as the dam. Her father was a dark golden and her mother was lighter. Gracie was flown to Northern Virginia once she was old enough to make the trip. I hate to think of her in a crate in a dark cargo hold of a plane for five hours. I got off work early to go to the airport with my Dad and sister to greet her. That was one of the most exciting moments in my life.
Watching My Figure:: I recently started gaining too much weight from getting fed people-food. I loved pizza crusts, especially, and even though I know begging is wrong, I would do it to the family members I know will crumble for my big chocolate eyes. Mom posted signs on the fridge and above my pet bowl saying: "Do not feed Gracie people-food" and "Help keep Gracie healthy--only her dog food!" Even though I HATE dieting, I'm already looking trimmer and actually eating my dry food now. I know in my heart that it's hard for my owners to say 'no' to me but they're doing this so I'll be around to love for many years to come!
I'm Special!: Here are some things that Mom ESPECIALLY loves about me:
I love going anywhere with her in her old "Grandma" car. As soon as I hear her pick up the keys, I start walking toward the door. I sit patiently by the back car-door waiting to jump onto "my" seat.
I try so hard to please everyone. Sometimes I'm not sure what they're asking of me and I get this confused look on my face and just lick them for lack of understanding, but desire to please.
I love sleeping behind doors, smooshed up against the wall and the door...it's cozy and crate-like.
I have beautiful red eyelashes and chocolate eyes.
My Ritual: Whenever anyone comes home, I always like to greet them at the door, but I just can't do it empty-handed (empty-pawed) so I scurry as fast as I can to retrieve the nearest toy to offer as gratitude to the person entering the door. Usually the person entering is appropriately grateful and showers me with kisses and hugs.
I haven't written in my doggie diary since February because my human Daddy had surgery on February 27. The extensive surgery revealed lots of cancer--something we weren't expecting. It has been really hard. Daddy was in the hospital at Johns Hopkins for 22 days and I couldn't see him. But when he finally got to come home, I couldn't stop licking him and loving on him. I am very gentle with him now since he's still healing. I am such a great therapy dog for him, even if I'm not an "official" therapy dog. Tonight two of Dad's coworkers came to visit him. I love having guests over and I behaved and tried not to beg too much for attention and pats on the head. I received both anyway. :) Tomorrrow Dad has his first Chemotherapy consultation so I can't wait to hear how it went. My sister, Heather, also returns home from a school trip in Atlanta tomorrow, so I'll be doubly excited! I will hopefully write more and more now that we are adjusting more to Dad's cancer.
Love, Gracie Lou
Hello out there! Dogster sent mommy an email asking her to pretty please sign in to my Dogster account because it's been so long! So she did and here I am. Today there's an ice-storm outside. I've been watching mom clean and declutter all day long. Yesterday she received a parcel in the mail and I always love getting the milkbone the UPS guy drops in the clear bag when he hears me barking. Well, when she opened the package, you'll never believe what was in there! Three big, beautiful balls for me to chew on and play with...well...maybe not. According to mom, they are weighted medicine balls for her to work out with to her exercise dvds. But I think not. They are the perfect size for me. And besides...she looks really goofy when she's working out with them. Last night, when she wasn't around, I took one of the balls off of the shelf and got my tell-tale slobber all over it. Then I left it on the floor, out of place. Next thing I knew, I could hear "Grrrrraaaaaacie!" I knew she had caught me. But she was nice because she just shook her head and said "NO" one time. That's pretty understanding of her.
My eye infection is clearing up but I"ll be bummed when the medicine application is done because I LOVE getting the drops in my eyes. I wag my tail and try to lick the bottle. Mom is always so proud of what a big girl I am.
I have to go back to the vet next month for some vaccinations. Well, I'm off to find Charlie-Bear. He's been keeping me company all day. He loves coming to visit. Aarf!