Tyson


Pug/Boston Terrier
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Home:Clay, NY, NY  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 8 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Nicknames:
Pork Chop, Chubbs, Slim

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-mutt

Birthday:
April 14th 2006

Likes:
Anything Arty has

Pet-Peeves:
Shoe laces not coming out of shoes easily

Favorite Toy:
Depends....whatever Arty is playing with

Favorite Food:
Anything edible....or not. Doesn't matter. He'll eat it and enjoy it.

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere

Best Tricks:
Nothing yet.....he can stick his tounge out with the best of them though...

Arrival Story:
Pretty simple....we saw him...and had to have him. He was just too cute as a pup!

Forums Motto:
I can help you get rid of that steak.

The Groups I'm In:
Bugs About Town.., BUgS...the CooL PugS, Little BUGGers

I've Been On Dogster Since:
June 7th 2007 More than 6 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
558890


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Arty

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A DIET????!!!?!?!?!

July 24th 2007 7:49 pm
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So yeah...I am sure Arty has told everyone about daddy and his new job. That's cool and all...but my main concern is food. I mean, I went to the Vet's office a couple weeks ago and she had the nerve to tell me to go on a diet. Who does she think she is? According to this so called "expert" on dog health and well being, I have to lose 6lbs. As if. So dad has cut back my food big time. And that is NOT cool. Eating is what I live for. Sure the petting and playtime is fun, but crunching on something is SO much better.

Two can play at this game however, because in retaliation for him cutting back my food, I will be waking him up at 4:00am every morning to make him come downstairs and cuddle with me on the couch. And he has to get up and do it too...because I scratch on the door and if he ignores me it will eventually wake the baby up. So I get the last laugh. Ha ha!

Now if you excuse me...I am sure Arty is around this house somewhere with either a toy or treat that I need to take.

The Tysonator

 
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