Age: 11 Years Sex: Male Weight: 11-25 lbs
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Tako, Taquito, Taco Bell, El Senor Taquito, Bobo, Buddy
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August 7th 2004
Fetching his favorite big red squeaky ball, playing tug of war, chewing on tasty bones, kneading his fleece like a kitten, and sleeping in late on Sunday mornings.
Being left alone, being cold, being sniffed by hovering big dogs.
His giant red squeaky ball. Also, Rosie and Eddie could be considered toys!
Human food. His Momma spoils him rotten on his birthday especially. Did somebody say tacos?
Anywhere... hey this is Hawaii..
shake, bang!, over, weave, gimme kiss, upsies, take-a-bow, woof, and all the other usual stuff..
The stars and planets aligned, and so it happened (with a little help from Wonder Dog Rescue in SF)
He probably came from a distant planet (maybe a second cousin of Stitch's).. but whatever, he's cute and a keeper!
Boston Terror.. I mean, Terrier.
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August 19th 2008 6:59 pm
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Wow, your dog Taco is Johnny Knoxville!
Up for Anything
The kind of pet that can leap tall fences in a single bound (or not, but give it a shot anyhow), Taco is the original Jackass, Johnny Knoxville!
Going through the pain so you don't have to, Taco knows that he trots a fine line between funny and stupid, but he doesn't care—he's laughing about it all the way to the pet store. His over-the-top antics make you grimace with fear and you often find it hard to believe that he actually enjoys playing the class clown. But Taco laps it up and continues to defy the odds, despite your warnings and concerns. Other males in the pack tend to be a little jealous of Taco, but the females find him simply dreamy. A die-hard good ol' boy, Taco is more of a General Lee type than a Knight Rider, but give him enough time to think things through and he's sure to find a way to wreck both vehicles at the same time.
May 29th 2008 10:04 pm
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Gawrsh, if there's one thing that absolutely PEEVES me, it's having to get up EARLY on a freezing, wintery morning and endure a day of shivering... eeew... glad those days are over. For now, anyway. I'm totally diggin this sunny California pre-summer weather. We had a few hot days that were a little much, but I'd take those over those unbearable January ones any day!
I'm like my Mom as I like to spend my weekends sprawled out on the back porch, workin on my tan. Except I'd rather have a nylabone than a book, thanks. But Ma, you could share that snack with me.
Last weekend I spent with my cousins Rosie and Eddie over in Berkeley. They're great, those two. I love them, even if Rosie doesn't like to share, and even if Eddie's a little on the, shall we say... SENSITIVE side. Well, nobody's perfect. Except for me a'course... and my Mom-- she's a Goddess!
March 24th 2008 8:27 am
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Wow, a lot can happen in several months! To follow up on the previous entry, as of last fall Rosie has a brother (and I have another cousin!) named Eddie. He's a cute litte Chi/terrier cross... go check out his dogster page! Me and my cousins are best friends. If only Rosie would share her stuff with me! All I wanna do is play!!
I'm doing good at work. I love to play with my Mom on her breaks. She's teaching me fun stuff like going through tunnels, up and down see saws, up and down ramps, etc. And I get fed a lot of extra yummy kibble for all that easy stuff!
I'm a big fan of my big red squeaky ball. My Mom has to hide it from me when we're not using it or otherwise I'll demand to fetch 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. It will soon have to be retired... my Mom's got an identical (but blue) squeaky ball lined up for that day.
Today I woke up not feeling so well. Maybe it yesterdays' barbecue at Gramma Denise's. There was so much food, crumbs, etc. on the ground. And of course, naturally, everybody felt sorry for me when I gave them the "look" so I was super spoilt yesterday. So, today I'm feeling the consequences. First thing when I woke up I had to run out to the back to puke!
Poor, poor me. Poor, poor Taco.
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