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Age: 17 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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   Leave a bone for Princess

mama's girl, stinkybutt, princess puppy, pretty girl,pugalug,puglet

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

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Quick Bio:

December 18th 1999

Food and Love

Running out of food, being terrorized by her younger brother

Favorite Toy:
Chicken Jerky Treat

Favorite Food:
Hamburger, even though she doesn't get it anymore

Favorite Walk:
To the bed

Best Tricks:
Walking extremely close to the pool edge, without falling in

Arrival Story:
My daughter and I saw her when she was only 6 weeks old, and fell in love instantly. Her big brown eyes looked like they were going to pop right out of her little head, she was just too adorable...

She was born in Minnesota, but was moved to Michigan at six weeks old. She lived with us in Michigan until 2004, when we moved to Florida. She is happy being a Florida pug, so I believe we'll stay...

Forums Motto:
Ya' Gotta Eat!

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Lets Start a Dogster Holiday!!!

I've Been On Dogster Since:
April 24th 2007 More than 9 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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The Life of a Princess...

Singing my songs...

May 31st 2007 10:39 am
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I've gotten talked to in a firm voice for the first time in 4 years. I'm seven now, and don't do much to get in trouble, mainly because I'm too lazy to get off the bed or couch, except for food- and the occasional trip outside to relieve myself; not that I'm not lovable and such- quite the contrary, I just know that everyone always comes to me (I sure have them trained!). My brothers will bark at noises, leaves falling, squirrels, cats, etc.- I will sound off a couple gruff barks- sounds more like I'm clearing my throat, but I wont even get up to see if it's anything important.
However, lately; for the past 2 weeks- I have been taking my brother's position as the bark master. I still don't bark at noises, or squirrels- I sit holding up the wall, looking at absolutly nothing in the privacy fence enclosed backyard. I do it in the day, sometimes at night- mom thinks that if I really want to bark that I should get off my lazy butt and go outside to do something about what I am barking about. She thought it might be my reflection in the french doors, but I stand just inside sometimes and bark out the open door too. In fact, my barking is so much at nothing; that my brothers, who look for opportunities to bark- started out running to bark with me, thinking that if I got up to bark at something- it must be really important. Now, I've "cried wolf" so many times that they don't even give it a second thought- they know I'm just delusional or something. They don't even lift their head or perk their ears, they act like they don't hear a sound! I haven't had a barking problem since I was 3 and we used to live in a trendy town in MI called Royal Oak. Then, I had an excuse for my barking, as we lived on a main street that was mainly pedestrian traffic- or bikes, and outdoor cafes, even parades on our street on some holidays where people would congregate on our front lawn to watch! There was a small college directly across the street- and the 3 story parking garage always had lots to bark at. We lived in an old resored home that was built in the 1800's, it was full of windows- which was one of the reasons that mom and dad loved it. Once we moved in, it was one of the reasons that they couldn't wait to move, they got tired of having to shut the blinds to curb my barking! I haven't barked except to follow in my brother's lead since then. Mom is wondering what is up!


Traumatic Experience!!!

May 11th 2007 11:56 am
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On Sunday, May 6th; I had a very traumatic experience...Even worse than going to the groomer or vets! I fell in the pool for the very first time. I went all the way to the bottom and popped back up- but I was scared out of my mind! My grandma was outside with me, and she was terrified. She, out of first instincts, screamed my mommy's name really scared like about three or four times. Mommy was just inside the french doors leading to the pool, and came running. She thought my gramma had fallen down or something. When she saw me in the pool- in the middle, she jumped right in , in her clothes and everything! I was the only one of mom's 3 babies that had not fallen in yet. The whole ordeal probably lasted only 30 seconds, my mommy was so fast- but it felt like a lifetime- I saw my whole 7 yrs. right before my eyes. The rest of the day, I was pretty out of it. I stuck to mommy & grandma like I was attached with glue. I couldn't take my 8 hr. naps- I was afraid I'd get real scary nightmares. The next day I had forgotten everything. I am back to walking right on the edge of the pool again... Mommy thought that I would have learned not to, like my brothers did. I guess I have faith that mommy will always save me. I never go out in the backyard without someone out there with me. Maybe I enjoyed mommy clinging to me, and overly loving me? I don't want to do that again- I am too old to swim for a long period of time- with the arthritis and such. And I was so worked up, breathing was really tough! Thankfully, my mommy loves me so much that she would always put me before anything or anyone- gee, I am so loved!


April 26, 2007

April 26th 2007 2:35 pm
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I got to go for a ride in the car! Actually, it is a Jeep Wrangler, and I haven't been in it since mommy got it... The top was off, and mommy had me in the front seat so that I was behind the windshield to protect my eyes, and she put the a/c vent blowing right on me- it was sweet! Sun shining, breeze blowing, what more could a girl want?!? Mommy said something about all the hairs I left behind, but of course, I want her to remember me when she goes off to work, don't I?

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