Jack Russell Terrier/Rat Terrier
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Age: 11 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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Toopy, Poupee Girl, Chi-Chi, and Sistuh or Tissy (by brother Henry).

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-dog rescue

Barking at cats, running with sticks, collecting chewies & toys, playing on the trampoline, splashing in water, jumping up & down, being photographed, wearing sweaters. Getting night-night kisses & being "a brat" when Mom is trying to fix my bed at night.

Cats that hit you, cats who won't behave & don't do what they are told; having to wear a collar & leash; having to put on soap while playing in the bathtub. The time it takes for Mom to get ready for our walks (she says we have "cute neighbor guys...")

Favorite Toy:
My stuffed animals.

Favorite Food:
Olives, boiled eggs, pecans, pistachios, uncooked pasta, flavored chewies, and the gum & mints from Mom's purse.

Favorite Walk:
On the trampoline.

Best Tricks:
Avoiding being slapped by cats & giving thank you hugs & kisses for new chewies.

Arrival Story:
Tuppy was a stray -- her grandma saw her running lost in traffic at a busy intersection & rescued her. She was about 3 months old at the time & weighed only two pounds.

Got spayed on December 22, 2004. :-( Got a baby brother on June 28, 2007. Do not want! Wait, I do want. No, do not want! Well, he is okay sometimes. He likes to torment me though--I just get in this mood where I don't want him messing with me, or even looking at me, and he will STILL look at me! Yeesh, is he ever gonna grow up?! My mom says she got him for me. She says she thought I needed somebody. Where did she get that idea? She was an only child, what was wrong with me being an only child, except for those cats, and everyone knows cats don't count as children, only dogs are children. I had 2 best girlfriends named Sophie, then one Sophie started having to stay in her fence, and the other Sophie moved away, so I was lonely for dog friendship. But I wanted a neighbor friend, not a brother friend! He moved in & tore up my little sofa first thing! I'd had that since I was a baby! He also ate the eyes out of all my stuffed animals. Something I never did. He also chewed his way through my chewie stash...

Forums Motto:
I didn't want a baby brother

I've Been On Dogster Since:
August 13th 2004 More than 11 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Such a hard year

I can't believe my mom did this to me!

October 3rd 2008 10:55 pm
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I am in a total snit! She saw Henry & didn't let me see Henry! I was laying on the couch and I heard mom open the kitchen door, and she started talking to a dog, and she was saying the stuff she always said to Henry--she said stuff like "hi baby, hi sweetie, how are you?" and then she said "oooo oooo, you bad boy! showing off your pee-pee, my goodness!" and then she said "see you around, buddy. bye, baby." Well, I jumped off the couch and ran into the kitchen to see Henry & he wasn't there! She told me, "that was Smokey and his mama. you remember Smokey?" but I still don't believe it was Smokey, because she talked to that dog the way she talked to Henry...I wasn't born yesterday!


It has taken almost 2 months, but I....

September 7th 2008 4:49 pm
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have finally decided to sleep on Henry's old bed. I'm not sure why it bothered me to get back on it. It was my old bed, and it was my day bed when he was here. When I wasn't on the couch, or in the big bed, I slept on the hard floor since Henry went away.

I still pretend I don't know who my mom is talking about when she says "Henry." I perk up when I hear my friend Sophie's name mentioned. Mom doesn't understand that, and I can't explain it. I got to visit with Sophie twice in the past year & had Henry here constantly for a year and a month. I don't know. I just hate to acknowledge that I remember him because it makes me feel so funny. I feel lonely, and sad, and bored, and confused, and I want my baby brother back.


I give up

August 10th 2008 3:32 pm
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I've stopped wanting to go outside when I hear Henry's name. I know he is not out there. I don't know where he is. I saw him sick, I saw him dying, I saw him dead, and I saw my mom wrap him in towels and take him outside & she never brought him back. She took a photograph of me sniffing him before she wrapped him up--she doesn't understand why I don't understand.

Today is week 3 of him being gone, and mom took me out to the park to get me away from the house. I saw a deer, a turkey, and some Canadian geese. I also saw a bunch of people--including babies, and a very interesting lady crossing an intersection while sitting in a chair with wheels. I came home & got to bark at a cat that Henry hated--I know he would have liked me doing that.

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