wilbur ☮

Mixed Breed
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Age: 14 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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wibbs, big guy, silly-bur, bubba gump

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

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Quick Bio:
-mutt-pound dog

April 21st 2002

snacks, ear scratches, walks, snuggles, taking long naps, and going with Mom to get coffee on Sunday mornings.

I do not like it when Mom brushes my bum fur. So finally she just cut it off.

Favorite Toy:
It was my squeaky hedgehog from Kiko and Josie, but I finally bit its nose off and pulled the stuffing out.

Favorite Food:
Cheese. From a can, a jar, a block; string, macaroni and, shredded, whatever. CHEESE.

Favorite Walk:
So far Clear Creek trail. But Mom says when we move back to Montana I'm going to love our hikes!

Best Tricks:
Wave hello! Show the belly! Will learn anything for CHEESE.

Arrival Story:
Gotcha Day: April 21, 2007: It was time to add a second dog to the pack, so Mom walked into the shelter looking for an underdog- somedog who needed a paw up. I was in the first cage of the row, but people walked past me without even looking at me because I was hiding in the back next to a puddle of runny poo. I was dirty, matted, and very sad. In other words- I needed to get out of there, fast! Mom just sat by my door and talked to me for a while. I stayed in my corner, though. She put me on hold and came back the next day with a tall guy who, turns out, is my dad! This time I remembered the girl, so I let her scratch my ears. With a very melty heart, she signed all the paperwork and got me out of there just as fast as she could.

My p.f.f. (pre-forever family) days are a complete mystery to Mom. She doesn't know where I'm from, who I lived with, or what kind of experiences I've had. All she was told was that my previous owner was too sick to care for me, which really, really makes her sad. Whoever turned me in to the shelter didn't even tell them my name or how old I was. Even though she'd like to know about my past, we're moving forward together and she says she's proud at what a trusting boy I've become!

Forums Motto:
big black snugglebug

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Desperately need relief for itchy skin!

Happy Thanksgiving!!:

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oooh! my name!:


sitting, as a dog should, at mom's feet as she is writing. i nudge her at all the right moments, and remind her when its time for fresh air and a run. ok, and a snack.

dogs deserve better!:

best date::
me, mom, and char sitting on the couch watching a movie together. char sits in the corner (she's not a snuggler) and i spoon with mom. we share popcorn and she scratches my ears.

I'm a Smiler in the March/April 2008 issue of Bark Magazine!

Cinco de Mayo 2008!:

I've Been On Dogster Since:
April 21st 2007 More than 9 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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...and now i'm spent.

I didn't mean to!

August 30th 2008 11:05 pm
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In the mornings, I like to jump on the bed with Mom and spoon with her. Today she rolled over so we were nose-to-nose, and we were so cozy. She had her arm around my shoulder, and it was just a very nice, snuggly moment, and then she yawned, and I sneezed right into her open mouth.

It kind of killed the moment, but it did cause her to make funny gagging noises, which always makes me wag my tail really hard!


Makes my eyes water.

July 31st 2008 7:22 pm
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It is very drizzly out there and I'm not allowed to get wet for two days, on account of my flea-killlin' medicine. So we stayed inside tonight and practiced some tricks. I am learning to touch lots of different things with my snoot, and also with my paw. I am very good at slapping things on command, although sometimes my aim is off. Sorry, kitty!

Now my bum-ola is a stinky hot-dog-gas factory. But hot dogs help me do tricks. Char doesn't like my stinky bum and she leaves the room when one sneaks out. Sorry, Char!



July 28th 2008 9:34 am
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Mom said she gave me a sardine last night but I don't know. She said it went right down the hatch without me chewing at all. I told her she couldn't prove it, and could I please have another, but then I burped and that spoiled my plan. Mmmmm, stinky fishie burps!

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