Radar


Papillon (and Phalene)
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Home:Hillsboro, NH  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 7 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 1-10 lbs

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Nicknames:
Radar

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

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-purebred

Birthday:
March 16th 2007

Likes:
Radar loves to sit on the back of my neck when I am working on the computer.

Pet-Peeves:
He hates when I have to say "NO"

Favorite Toy:
A Wubba sqeek toy

Favorite Food:
Puppy Chow

Favorite Walk:
Down the road. Running in the woods

Best Tricks:
He is just learning. However he rings his bell very well when he wants to go out

Arrival Story:
We had a beautiful Black Lab, for 14 years. He was diagnosed with Mast Cell Tumors. We sadly lost him. The house was very lonely with out a dog. I would call my children to tell them to bring their dogs when they came to visit. Finally 2 of my granddaughters brought me to get little Radar.

Forums Motto:
Ruler of the house

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Does your pup scratch at the door to go out?

I've Been On Dogster Since:
August 21st 2007 More than 7 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
610868


Meet my family
Prince (In
Loving Memory)
Radar

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How we became owned by Radar

March 6th 2008 9:46 pm
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Last year we lost ower Black Lab at age 14. He had mast cell tumors. When Prince had his last operation, we were told all we can do is "keep loving him" . We talked it over, and said that the day he shows any pain, we will do the right thing for Prince. Up until the last day, Prince was doing quite well. Then when we woke up the next morning. Prince was unable to even stand without difficulty. Then when he tried to lay back down, it was worse. He had suddenly grown a huge lump on the side of his neck. We said our good-byes, and told him we will meet him at the bridge.

Although I swore, I would never own another dog. As the pain was too hard to bare. My grandchildren had other ideas. I would call their homes and remind them when they came to visit, to NOT forget to bring their dog with them. I guess I just wanted a dog to hug.

One day my granddaughters picked me up. And we went to look at some puppies. The minute I saw Radar, I knew he was my next owner. It didn't take Radar long to train us. :-)

 
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