Soft Coated Wheaten Terrier
Picture of DYLAN, a male Soft Coated Wheaten Terrier

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Home:West New York, NJ  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 14 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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silly dilly, cutiepatootie, dilbert, woo woo, irving

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

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Quick Bio:

tennis balls, belly rubs, sleeping with all four legs straight in the air

not being taken everywhere with my family

Favorite Toy:
a stuffed wheaten toy doll, any toy with a squeaker

Favorite Food:
stawberries, cauliflower, broccoli

Favorite Walk:
along the promenade in west new york

Best Tricks:
counts by barking; high fives

Arrival Story:
my husband bought dylan for me as an anniversary gift. i had no idea what a soft-coated wheaten terrier was but the minute he came off the plane it was love at first sight. he was just seven weeks old and a little fluff ball.

dylan has a personality that capitivates everyone he comes across. he is just the happiest, goofiest little boy in the world.

Forums Motto:
Chillin Dylan

The Groups I'm In:
Febreze® Pet Odor Eliminator™

I've Been On Dogster Since:
July 26th 2004 More than 11 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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MY LIFE by Dylan


February 5th 2008 1:17 pm
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WOW, I just noticed it's been a long time since I wrote. It will be my seventh birthday soon...where did the time go? I haven't slowed down one bit and think I am more handsome than ever. I have a girlfriend now, Bella.....she is a Bichon and two new guys moved into the neighborhood. They are whippets and lots of fun. I know my humom got one of those fancy cameras for Christmas...maybe I can persuade her to take some new photos for my page. Well, Happy Valentines Day to all you cuties out there!



February 10th 2005 12:55 pm
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I am four (4) years old today.....wow, time really flies. I was born in Florida and when I was seven weeks old I was placed in a crate with lots of shredded newspaper and put in a big,noisy machine. The next thing I knew I was in Newark, NJ and some woman opened the crate door and tried to get me out. Nothing doing....I'm staying right where I am, jammed in the back corner. All of a sudden, a white fuzzy thing was creeping in the door of my crate....hmmmm...looks interesting, think I'll move forward a little and check it out. Ooops the lady is now pulling me out and holding me. She seems OK....I like the petting and kissing a lot. My new home is very nice and there is a promenade where I can walk . I think I'm going to like it here. Ahhh ...memories.

Well, time to go open all my presents , listen to my folks sing to me, and best of all have a piece of my Birthday cake.

February 10, 2005

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