American Pit Bull Terrier/Catahoula Leopard Dog
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Age: 16 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Main, "Special Agent Roux MacGillicutty the Stud of Catahoula", Monkey, Muffinhead, Stinker, Bart Simpson-in-a-Dogsuit, Jughead, Knucklehead, Rouxmonster, @#$*head

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:
-mutt-dog rescue

Going somewhere, anywhere; playing, playing, playing--playing all day long; getting scratched on the butt; catching the frisbee; using the den furniture as an agility course, acting a fool and being bad.

Frances rubbing her face all on his face while he's asleep, not being the first out the door or back in, when we go for car rides and he has to stay in the car while I run inside somewhere to get something or other...he HATES that.

Favorite Toy:
Any stuffed animal, frisbee, or anything anyone else has

Favorite Food:
Steak, pork rinds, bacon, and cheese

Favorite Walk:
The trails down at the Pearl River, Pelahatchie Shore Park, and LeFluer's Bluff trails.

Best Tricks:
Cleaning windows (see picture to left & the one way at the bottom), & hiking his leg up on people, while they're sitting, like he's gonna pee only he's resting--it makes people freak out & we love to watch people freak out for no reason, it's sooo funny.

Arrival Story:
I was looking for a companion for my first dog, Jack. I had done my research, and decided that I wanted a younger, female, husky/shepherd type. I got a call about Roux, and was told that he was a male Catahoula/Pit Bull mix. "Heck no", I thought, but I was talked into meeting him all the same. It was love at first sight, and the rest, as they say, is history.

Roux was abandoned at three weeks old. He was found and taken to a church on Thanksgiving Day of 2000. A friend with a big heart took him in for the first five months of his life, and gave him a great home. She then had to find him a new home because she moved and was going to be travelling a lot. I never would have thought--or not thought, for that matter--of getting a dog with Pit Bull in it, but he has the greatest disposition of any dog I've ever seen. The general public is very uneducated when it comes to Pit Bulls and mixes. Any dog can be aggressive, even Golden Retrievers. For the most part, it's all in how you raise them. Roux has had a wonderful upbringing, and, in turn, he's the same way. He's hysterical and makes me laugh everyday.

Forums Motto:
a.k.a. Bart Simpson

I've Been On Dogster Since:
July 6th 2004 More than 12 years!

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JackSydney (R.I.P.

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"I'm Not Looking at You"

January 23rd 2005 1:09 pm
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Jack had the gingerbread girl squeaky toy last night. The only new Christmas toy to survive the season. I had it first and She-for-whom-the-window-I-lick threw it in a direction that I was not anticipating. She cheated. Jack saw where it went--he's a lurker--and came out of nowhere with it in his mouth. I thought, "Wow! there's another one!" Really didn't settle with me how he got it until a few minutes later. He, being a royal pain in the arse at times, tauntingly got on the couch with it, so I walked right up to him. But I didn't look at him. He didn't look at me, either, but we were face to face. It spoke volumes. We stayed like this for at least 5 minutes--that's at least 35 dog minutes, mind you. Jack would a@$holingly chew on it to make it squeak every once in a while, but he mainly just let it sit there, right in front of my face, and he gazed just past my right ear. She-for-whom-the-window-I-lick, and He-who-tastes-like-salt-and-gives-me-fries laughed at us. But I know the brilliant strategy in not looking. "I'm in 'yo face, Coltraine, but I ain't lookin at you." Is what I would have said were we not in the present company of our bi-peds. I wore him down, though. He just gave up, got off the couch, and walked away leaving "G.G." behind for me to fling her around by her skirt. I win. I always win.

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