Photo Comments Age: 13 Years Sex: Male Weight: 26-50 lbs
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Googie, Googie Boogie, Googie Boog, Gator Bater, Boogie Boog, Boogie Butt, Goog, Sluggo the Wonder Dog
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August 1st 2003
Rawhide bones, kisses, running in big circles, being around his family
Loud noises, getting in the car
Besides his own food, he likes tomatoes, peanut butter, carrots, and treats
Anywhere & everywhere
Gator-style Kung-fu fighting
I was driving home one evening in the Spring of 2004 when I saw a black dog on the left side of the road. I was afraid that he would run out into traffic, so I turned around. By then, he had already crossed the road (5 lanes of traffic) and was in a parking lot on the other side. I pulled in and called to him. He came right to me. He had no collar on. I had dog food and a slip leash in my trunk. (I did dog rescue at the time and was always prepared. The town I lived in had a big problem with stray and loose dogs.) He took the food, and I slipped the leash on his neck with no problem. When it came time to put him in the backseat of my car, though, he got scared and had an accident. It was OK with me. I understood his fear.
I took him home, where he got along just fine with everyone else. After no one claimed him, I took his picture and put an ad in the local pet rescue magazine (Critter Magazine). He was listed for adoption, but no one ever came to look at him. Such is too often the plight of black dogs, particularly Lab mixes. He was a great dog, though. If anyone had come to see him, they would have instantly fallen in love.
Well, luckily no one did, because I had already fallen in love with him. Gator was officially my last rescue dog. I decided to keep him and he has been such an important part of our family ever since. He moved with us from Tennessee to North Carolina and now to Connecticut. He loves everyone he meets and doesn't understand why bad things sometimes happen to good dogs. He still doesn't like getting into the car, but he's glad he did on that March evening in 2004.
No one knows who, what or where Gator's parents are. He looks like a Lab with Basset Hound legs, so we assume that his lineage consists of at least one rowdy little hound and one silly, lovestruck Lab. In any case, Gator is the happiest, funnest, sweetest dog ever!
Oh boy! This is exciting!
I've Been On Dogster Since:
|March 11th 2007
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