Clover


Cocker Spaniel/Miniature Poodle
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Age: 8 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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Nicknames:
Clovee, Clover Pie, Cloveykins, Clove-Clove, Puppy Dog, Littles (I don't know I came to call her that)

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

Quick Bio:
-mutt

Likes:
Belly Rubs and Kisses.

Pet-Peeves:
Stoping rubbing her belly right when she is starting to enjoy it.

Favorite Toy:
Sqeaky toy that's shaped like a bone... it's practically as old as her, but she loves it. There's a circle shaped one, too.

Favorite Food:
Pizza... I don't know why or how, but she loooooves pizza.

Favorite Walk:
Around the Block

Best Tricks:
Jump. If I'm watching Animal Planet, I'll say, "Puppies, Clover!" She'll immediately notice the TV screen, and bark and jump at the other dogs or animals.

Arrival Story:
We went to a Cockapoo breeder in Virginia, and there were only two puppies left. I immediately fell in love with Clover, a 2 month old female who was frolicking in the backyard with her brother. Her name was Betsy originally, but it didn't really suit her at all, so I changed it to Clover.

Bio:
She was born on St. Patrick's Day, so I named her Clover.

Forums Motto:
Don't hate me because I'm half poodle.

The Groups I'm In:
Doodle Daycare

I've Been On Dogster Since:
August 1st 2007 More than 2 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
596640

Meet my Pup Pals


Miles

Bailey

Jasper

Where am I?


Where the heck am I?


November 13th 2007 9:17 am
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I am really confused. This is not the place I planned to go home to... the scent of my owners are there, but where am I? Where is my bed? Where is my water bowl? This is not funny... this strange place I am in, and my owners don't seem to be anxious one little bit!

Translation: We moved, and Clover is flipping out, she had no idea where to go.


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