German Shepherd/Rottweiler
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Age: 10 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 100+ lbs

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Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

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Quick Bio:
-mutt-pound dog-dog rescue

February 1st 2006

Attention, affection and walks. And to play and wrestle with Kayla.

When she's crated too long.

Favorite Toy:
Anything that's on the floor, but she loves a good chew.

Favorite Food:
She likes her kibble.

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere. But we usually walk in the 'hood.

Best Tricks:
Sit, Stay.

Arrival Story:
About Sable ... some friends found her running around on the street, no tags and not micro chipped. They did the right thing and took her to the pound. They fell in love with her immediately, but couldn't house her at this time, so they weren't sure what to do. Her family never came to get her, and someone else adopted her. We then discovered that she had been returned to the pound. She had been fine, but the person's other dog wasn't happy she was there. So back to the pound she went. Yesterday, I went to the pound to put a reserve on her, but they told me she was already available and she couldn't be reserved. So I took her right then - no real leash, nothing. I wasn't going to let her stay another night at the pound, plus you never know who is going to adopt her. It could be some bad person or something. I didn't know if my friends were going to keep her or not, but if they didn't, I would have then turned her over to Critters Rescue. Luckily, the people that found her decided they were going to keep her, so in the meantime, I'm fostering her (and Milo) until they can take them both. And just think. This all started because, I - a cat person - finally had a house and thought, "Wouldn't it be nice to have a dog?" :-0 -Nikki & Parker's Mom P.S. The people who wanted her realized that they couldn't take her after all. So I'm keeping her, as long as I can integrate her successfully with Parker.

She's certainly less excitable than my two golden nuts, which is wonderful. She was also definitely a house dog and crate trained. I brought her into the kitchen last night (while Nikki and Parker were in the living room) and gave her a chew. She immediately went into Nikki's open crate and sat down to chew. ********************************** ********** Well, she may be a house dog and crate trained, but she is a chewer. She's worse than Nikki, really. And she's a digger! She's a pretty active dog, so she needs lots of exercise. Right now, she gets to play with Milo, and you should see them race around the backyard. Milo, a cocker, is a very fast runner and can keep up with this much larger, half greyhound! But it sounds like Marc may not be keeping Milo, so I don't know who her playmate will be. I could probably have her play with Nikki, but then Parker would REALLY be upset about that! ********************************** ********** I've noticed that she barks and lunges at other dogs; not as badly as Parker, but she does do it. And I was so surprised that she was not comfortable at Breakfast in the Park. She's not like Nikki, who LOVES all dogs and people, and is very social. I'm going to get her on a Halti; it should make her easier to handle. ********************************** ********** Oh, I had no idea when her birthday is, so I gave her mine. Not the same year, obviously! Correction: she doesn't quite seem full grown, so I changed her birthday to February 1st.

Forums Motto:
I Live To Chew and Dig!

The Last Forum I Posted In:
When does the chewing and tearing STOP??


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Sable Died Today

December 30th 2013 11:08 pm
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My beloved little girl is gone. Her dad, Marc, took her in to the vet today ... it was time, he said. He didn't want her to suffer anymore. She was such a sweetie--even the vet cried, he said.

My little girl. I'm in such grief over her loss. She was only 7. Marc said that it was her rottie genes that did her in. But she was way too young for this.

Marc and I are devastated.


My Time on Earth is Drawing Near

October 31st 2013 12:27 pm
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My dad (referred to as Uncle Marc in my last entry) called my original mom last night and gave her the bad news. I'm dying. I have terminal Osteosarcoma and there's no hope.

He was bathing me and found a lump on my front right leg. He feared for the worst ... and sadly, he was right. Cancer. There's no hope to amputate that leg and do chemo and radiation because it already has metastasized to one of my hind legs.

It's a very aggressive cancer so I won't be on earth very long. My mom is devastated. She's been crying since yesterday. But we will be getting together so we can say goodbye.

My mom is having a very hard time accepting this. I'm only 7 years old and am in perfect health ... except for cancer. But this type of cancer is common in very large, leggy dogs like me. Plus I'm part Rottie and Rotties can carry a mutuant gene that predisposes them to this.

I have my up and down days--my dad says he hasn't seen me smile in a month.

Gee, my dad hasn't even had me for two years ...

I wanted all my old Dogster friends to know what has been going on with me. Please watch my video of Milo and me playing in happier, healthier days when I still lived with my mom. We were both young and adorable, if I say so myself!


Now I'm Living with Uncle Marc!

February 4th 2012 8:55 pm
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I went to live with Uncle Marc and his dog, Milo, today in Hemet (which is about an hour or more away from my original mom's house). Uncle Marc really is my uncle. My current owners were his brother and his wife. But with a baby and two other dogs, it was getting hard to afford me. And they didn't have the time that they used to have for me.

It upset my original mom to hear that, but I'm really bonded with Uncle Marc--have known him since the first day my original mom rescued me from the shelter.

The cool thing is that I got to see my original mom today and spend time at her house again. And even thought it's been two years since I've been there, I remembered her and the house right away. And when I left to go to Hemet, it made my original mom cry. I'm such a great dog that it's hard to give me up again.

The interesting thing she noted was that when Uncle Marc would go inside the house, I'd look for him, even though she was standing right next to me and petting me.

And Uncle Marc said that he's my forever dad, so no more bouncing around ever again.

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