"Handsome boy"
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Age: 8 Years Sex: Male Weight: 51-100 lbs
"Whew, I'm pooped!"
"Psychadelic G!"
"Look at me, I can squish Alex!"
"Basil Roo and me"
"I share with the kitties, too"
"Anna and me"
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Nicknames:
Godfrey G, G-Dawg, G
Doggie Dynamics:
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Quick Bio:
Likes:
I live to run! I also like to eat toilet paper. Sometimes I follow Mom into the bathroom and stare at her til she gives me a square. Oh, oh! And I LOVE to take over the bed when I can. I sprawl out all over it!
Pet-Peeves:
Nothing bothers me.
Favorite Toy:
I don't play much with toys, but I do love to chew on my Galileo bones. I also like to rip the stuffing out of anything that has it.
Favorite Food:
I like just about anything.
Favorite Walk:
I LOVE to run around in the big backyard! And I'm happy to walk anywhere that Mom will take me. Sometimes I take myself on a walk, but I can't tell you where I go cause it's a secret from Mom. She thinks all my escape routes blocked now, but she's wrong!
Best Tricks:
Mom says I'm a dork and I don't know any tricks. But I have to remind her that I can catch treats when you toss them to me. I also smile when I want, but not when Mom tells me to.
Arrival Story:
I got snatched up by animal control when I was about 8 months old, and I got taken to the shelter where my mom worked. She said I was absolutely adorable, and that she'd been thinking about getting another Pittie buddy for her Basil. So when my old family didn't come get me, I went to live with her!
Bio:
Mom says I have a knack for getting her attention when I want something. I know I'm good! I stare at her for a little while. If that doesn't work, I go "rrrrrrrrr" and maybe stamp my front feet. If THAT doesn't work, well then Mom's really in for it. Cause then I go "WWWRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!" really loud so that I drown out the tv if it's on. Then she has to pay attention to me! Mom tells me not to sass her, but I know she thinks I'm funny.
I've Been On Dogster Since:
| June 10th 2007 |
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More than 2 years! |
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Dogster Id:
560563
 for 720 days
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December 24th 2008 11:25 pm
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Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
The stockings where hung by the chimney with care
In the hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there
But at the North Pole sudden changes arose
All down to Rudolph and his ruby red nose
Clipboard in hand, a breed expert arrived
He motioned to Santa saying," please step aside".
A smooth haired coat and a muscular build
A broad deep chest our Rudolph did yield
The breed expert's pen, created pages of ticks
Then he suddenly called out "good lord, we've been tricked!"
"This creatures no donkey and clearly no horse!
I know these things! I've attended the course!"
Look at my clipboard the boxes are full!
It's very obvious to me: Rudolph is a pit bull!
Out with the measuring sticks, he explained to Santa the law
And he measured poor Rudolph from shoulder to floor.
As the spectacle continued Santa said with a sigh
He's a reindeer you fool! Why must he die?
"The law is the law" the expert said standing tall,
Then picked up his mobile and made a quick call
The sound of sirens filled the peaceful night air
and Rudolph removed .to who knew where?
Days turned too weeks and confused and alone
Rudolph pined, for the place he called home
As the first snow started falling Rudolph gave up the fight
And he took his last breath on a cold winters night
You may think this is funny, if a little untrue.
But how would you like it, if it happened to you?
If your dog was taken because of its look?
Because it ticked enough boxes in some silly book?
Regardless of parentage it doesn't matter what breed
If it ticks enough boxes then it's a done deed
So humour me here and pretend this is true
Think how you would feel if it happened to you.
Cuddle your hounds while you have them close by
For some spend this Christmas, waiting to die.
Now back to the story, it doesn't end there
One more short verse I need to share
Santa fetched Rudolph's body and cried for his friend
And swore to himself, this would not be the end
And I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight
"The law is wrong, please help us to fight!"
Author: Alison Green
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