Hope


Breed Unknown/Chow Chow
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Home:Nassau, New Providence, Bahamas  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 11 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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   Leave a bone for Hope

Nicknames:
Taxi

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
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Quick Bio:
-mutt-dog rescue

Likes:
Hopie likes just about everyone and everything as she is so friendly and likeable. She loves her cabbies and she will always love Elvis, her boyfriend.

Pet-Peeves:
Doesn't seem to have many.

Favorite Toy:
hope actually likes squeakers and stuffed toys although she never ever had one until we adopted her last month

Favorite Food:
Hmmmm, almost everything....Micky D's hamburgers, leftovers, whatever you're having

Favorite Walk:
used to be between the Hilton Hotel cabstand and the parking lot field but now that she has a real home she loves the 'round the block circle each morning and to the ocean on the weekend

Best Tricks:
Hope is a survivor and smart and has managed to live on the streets for many years and still get fed and loved regularly but aan assortment of local people.

Arrival Story:
We had been feeding Hope almost every single day for arouund 3 years although she was not "our" dog. She was a stray "potcake" mutt in Nassau. She and her man, Elvis hung out by the taxi stand at a large tourist hotel near downtown and begged for chicken bones or a bite of your hamburger. The hotel got a new general manager who decided they were not a positive image for tourism or that they might frighten the guests so they called the Humane Society to have them picked up and put down. When we noticed she was missing we ran right down and adopted our girl to be a real bonafide member of our pack. Elvis is still there because he is much more wary and will not allow himself to get caught. We are trying desperately to get him before the Animal Control people do so we can find him a loving home too.

Bio:
Hopie is a sweetheart and fits right in, getting along perfectly with all the other dogs. She has a blackish purple tongue so we think there was a chowchow somewhere in the woodpile a few generations back.

I've Been On Dogster Since:
July 2nd 2007 More than 7 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
576258


Meet my family
MunchPetieSweet T'ingMamadog
WhyllieRastaElvisGabbie

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Never give up Hope


Love and Hope

February 12th 2008 8:48 am
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What I Love the Most
By Hope

1) I love having a real home, all my own with people who love me. Nothing in the whole wide wold beats being loved and cared for!

2) I love Elvis, my ex-boyfriend, even though we don't hang out anymore. And my sister, Foxy, the wild one. And Rasta, who introduced me to my people. They will always be my pack.

3) I love food, all food, any food. Especially good food, people food, dog food, fed every day in large amounts food that's delivered to me so I don't need to hunt for it ever again.

4) I love sleeping on the bed every single night and lounging on the sofa all day long. It's good to be queen.

5) I love Jack who drove to the field every day for 3 years to feed me and who, when the dog catchers got me, came to rescue me forever. He's my hero. I'm his girl.

I tag my Dogster pals Ralph, Tula, Mama, Lord Nelson and Hope. Now please tell me what YOU tove.
And thanks Titus for tagging me!

 

September 12th 2007 6:54 am
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I know some of you are saying "Chow-chow?! She don't look like no chow-chow!" BUT, my tongue is BLACK. Real black. Blackish purple, chow-chow black so somewhere down a long line somebody's chow-chow got out of the yard...

 

July 19th 2007 6:43 am
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Allow me to introduce myself: I am HOPE. Some folks also call me TAXI. That's because I used to live at the cabstand at the hotel and if anyone whistled and yelled: Taxi!, I'd come running. Because I'm a super nice and friendly girl of course and also because I was hoping to get some food. A chicken bone to keep Hope alive so to speak. I am a stray, a mutt you could say, mixed breed. Maybe a mongrel you could call me. But being a beautiful Bahamian dog of uncertain parentage, I a referred to here as a POTCAKE. That is local terminology.
I've been left to live on my own devices for a number of years and have been all in all quite lucky or successful in finding people that like me enough to toss me their leftover lunch on a regular basis. So I've survived.
But the rough life is over now, baby! I've been ADOPTED! I have a HOME--a PACK of my own!!!
I WON, I WON! The peeps that have been supplying the ALPO over the last 3 years on their way to and fro found out the dogcatcher nabbed me and so they came down to the Humane Society and SAVED ME! My heros. I have a great family now--3 other dogs and 2 bi-peds and we all sleep in the same big bed. Life is grand. We go for walks. We take trips to the beach. We eat practically ALL THE TIME! I am in love with Mom. Dad rocks too.
I smile and smile.

 
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