Age: 11 Years Sex: Female Weight: 11-25 lbs
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March 17th 2003
Running and sniffing in other peoples yards; chasing squirrels, bunnies - anything that will run!
Baths, trips to the vet, the cats getting more attention than her.
Her stuffed bunny with long floppy legs, Danny donkey (also with long floppy legs).
Meat, cheese and especially Whiskas cat milk.
She hates being on a leash, she prefers to be free to run and sniff to her heart's content.
Getting doors open and bending humans to her will.
She was rescued from a terrible situation in Missouri, by a wonderful woman who took her in and helped her recover from a puppyhood filled with neglect and some abuse. This dear lady then posted Precious' story on the Ebay Animal Board.
I had recently lost my darling cat Butch and although I had five other cats, I was in need of someone special to fill the void Butch left. When I saw the photo of Precious and read her story I couldn't get her out of my mind. I thought that since she was a small, young dog my cats would be able to deal with her and arranged to meet her rescue Mom in Indiana - half way between her home state of MO and my home in OH.
Since then, Precious has taken over the house with her doggy energy and enthusiasm. She considers the cats members of her pack (subordinate members, of course) an honor they distain. It was an adjustment for me too, since I had always had cats. Though she hasn't filled the void Butch left, she has carved out her own place in my heart. Her joyful enthusiasm for each day, her happiness and her loving nature are a real pleasure. She is now happy and spoiled, as all dogs deserve to be.
Having been rescued from a bad situation, she is also aware of how lucky she is. The gate has sometimes been left open by mistake and Precious has never wander away. In all our trips to the park where she is off leash and free to chase wee beasties she always comes back to me without prompting. She loves her home and is very appreciative of the second chance she received. So am I. Precious is a wonderful little gal who deserves to be cherished. Rescuers and foster Moms and Dads deserve a heartfelt "Thank You!" They truly make the world a better place.
She totally loves my youngest cat Gus. He likes her too, although he finds her a bit much. They play slappy paws together and Gus does enjoy it when Precious washes him. The funniest thing is when she goes into one of her 'wild woman' rampages, running around as fast as she can go grunting all the way - the cats get up on their sisal tree and watch her wide eyed - they think she's crazy. I didn't appreciate what a good little pup she is until some of my co-workers told me about their dogs - chewing up everything including their furniture and even carpet : - O Precious is not at all destructive, she chews on her toys and treats and that's it. She's a wonderful little gal and we love her very much.
If It Runs, I Will Chase It!
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March 12th 2013 8:54 pm
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What a wonderful surprise! We came home from feeding the homeless cats at the park, well Mom feeds and I chase off the raccoons who want to steal the kitties food. Kitties don't have the pupitude to intimidate the raccoons, you know. So after a busy evening of chasing and yes! getting in a couple good nips!! The perfect end to a grand evening . . . finding out I'm the Dogster 'Dog of the Day'!!! What an honor! I am still blushing under my fur. As the Dog of the Day I promise to uphold the honor of puppers everywhere by chasing lesser beasties whenever I encounter them, guarding my territory against all invaders, leading my pack of (sigh)cats with a firm but fair, well mostly, paw and keeping my human's priorities straight - appreciating me, of course, and making sure my doggie needs are met. I am the Dog of the Day after all. Thanks to all who sent me rosettes, pawmail and friend requests. The pups on Dogster are the best!
September 10th 2009 2:57 pm
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Hello fellow pups!
During my latest jaunt in the park I met a groundhog. Ho-hum you say - well not so. This particular groundhog was incredibly fat. Of course, he ran before my clear doggy superiority, but being a fattie he couldn’t run too fast. I had no trouble catching up to him and the sight of that fat butt trundling along was just too tempting. I did what I believe any dog in that situation would do; I started nipping his big butt. Well after the fourth or fifth nip that nasty groundhog turned and snarled at me! Like it's my fault he can't run fast enough to avoid being nipped!! What a rude groundhog, he deserved every nip I gave him!!!
This however was something new, no lesser beastie I had chased ever had the brass to snarl at me before. A wise pup carefully considers her options, lesser beasties they may be, but lesser beasties also have sharp teeth and that oaf of a groundhog had already demonstrated a wicked disposition. Should I be gracious and allow him to withdraw from the field of honor? After all I was the nipper and he was the nippee, there was no need to turn it into a brawl. And he was running to escape my wrath, so my superiority was not in question. Generously and without further harassment I allowed him to flee to his wretched burrow to nurse his sore butt and lost dignity. However when I passed by where he disappeared into the thicket, I growled menacingly so he would know not to be so bold again. Obviously he got the message for not a whisker did he dare to show. I left the park with my head held high and my little butt free of teeth marks. So bite em when you can, fellow pups, but know when to walk away.
September 8th 2009 2:50 pm
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Hello fellow Dogsters! My Mom finally got around recording my summer adventures and grand they were. Mom found some local parks that have wild areas where I can run free! For a pup it is the ultimate dream, running free, going wherever the action leads. Besides quality sniffing, I have met many critters along the way. Of course there are bunnies and squirrels to chase, but I’ve also chased ducks, geese, raccoons, possums and groundhogs!! What joy!!! Having these beasties acknowledge my superiority by running in fear of my sharp fangs is very gratifying to my pupper ego. It confirms my own belief that I was born to be leader of the pack, a position all pups aspire to, but only a few achieve. The only downside is that my pack is made up of cats. This is frustrating on two accounts. First, they’re cats, second because they prefer snoozing to going to the park they’ve never gotten to watch me intimidating beasties and demonstrating how entirely top-of-the-food-chain I am. When I get home, still excited from my escapades, the cats are just lazing around completely unimpressed by my return. Leading cats is a thankless task.
The highpoint of my summer was meeting, and yes, chasing DEER!!!. I had to look them over first, I’d never seen beasties so big, but I decided to run at them giving my fiercest doggy war yip and sure enough – they ran, ran from me, a white fluffer not even 1/5th of their size!!! I came back to Mom prancing with pride and growling fiercely. For sure I am a true wolf, proud and dangerous, a force to be reckoned with and respected. This time I would not settle for anything less than full acknowledgement of my status from my contrary pack of cats. I came home, pranced and growled, chased and nipped until they all headed for higher ground, watching me with wide-eyed wonder. The evening was entirely mine and I was well satisfied.
Since then I have chased deer on several occasions and while the thrill is not as great as that first time, it still is a grand thing to see the deer taking flight from the big, bad wolf – ME! Then I go home, get treats and a tummy rub and head off to my comfy bed. Life just doesn’t get any better. I am truly a lucky pup, even if I do lead a pack of cats.
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