Nicknames: Pest, ScooterPie, ScooterDooter, Scoots, Dooter, DooterPie, Big Man, Big Dawg
Gotcha Date: August 8th 2005
Birthday: February 19th 2005
Likes: Car rides!!! Walks!!! SNACKS!!! Belly rubs. Sleeping until 1:00 pm. My sister (should probably be closer to the beginning of the list - but we'll see where I end up on her list!!). Big Dogs (I'm going to be one someday).
Pet-Peeves: No blowing in the ears!! Evil Arch Nemesis the Squirrels!! Getting out of bed to go outside - my human lives in Seattle - it rains here ALOT. Baths. Not having whatever it is that my sister has - unless it's that stupid Teddy Bear toy.
Favorite Toy: Elephant. Bones. Snacks to tease sister with since I savor mine (civil) while SHE scarfs hers (barbarian). The kitties - but don't tell anyone.
Favorite Food: Wet cat food - gotta be cute to get that. Greenies!! Snausages. Some human stuff - but not much - they eat weird stuff!!
Favorite Walk: Anywhere - the more dogs the better!! Please can we take the our cat Lucy??? Lift my leg - HIGH as I can!! Magnuson Park w/ our dog walker Lou Ann.
Best Tricks: Sitting up until you notice he is "cute" and then tell him. Heat leeching the lap heat. "Scoot"ing closer to the free hand. High 5. Hugs. UP. Sleeping. Stick 'Em Up (I sit up).
Arrival Story: I was the cute one at the puppy agents. I came out immediately and worked my cute charm and was picked up at once. I bonded w/ the male human entity and the day was over. However the female human entity had bonded w/ one of my sisters and a talk ensued. A "hold" was put on me (I like to think) and the humans left. Soon they came back and I was off on my next venture. It was sad to leave the rest of the family - but the humans brought along my sister Misty!!!! HAPPY DOG DAYS!!! I hope everypup out there is aware of how pawsome it is to be cute! Work that charm and you get all kinds of special treatment.
Bio: I was much smaller than my sister to begin with. The female human entity kept calling me someting like "runt"??? I have since outgrown my sister by a whole inch and a whopping 4 oz. Take that female human!!
These are a few of my favorite things:: I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE car rides!! Sometimes Mom tells me to hide from the "Authority" but otherwise I'm in the drivers seat! Walking at night is fun when we get to take Lucy the Kitty with us - she's our other best friend. Hate getting up in the morning - Mom has to drag me out from under the covers and take me outside in bad weather. She get's a Rrrr for that. She thinks it's funny - I'm serious!! No wet paws unless there is WALKING involved. Love keeping all the snacks to myself to tease my sister - she snarfs them down instead of savoring them. Love belly rubs and will Vulcan mind meld you by staring lovingly at you until you comply. Love going to see the humans Lou Ann, Patrick, George and the Big Dog - Booger. I'm going to be a big dog someday - I just know it. In the winter I have to sleep under the covers (hey good enough for the un-furbearing - good enough for me). I turn on full scale "cute charm" by either sitting up forEVER or by just being "Scooter". PS - I was supposed to be "Pepe" and my sister Misty was supposed to be "Fifi" but the human female refused to yell that across any public venue. Instead Scooter I am - cuz if there is a free hand - I'm "Scootin" to it.
Today Mom gave us ice cubes and it is finally weather that you want an ice cube. I like to pick them up and kind of toss them, chase them down, and lick them.
The first time I tried to pick up the ice cube it was fresh from the freezer and stuck to the top of my gums since I'm missing all those front teeth. This surprised me and I gave it the stink eye. Except I really wanted that ice cube. So I licked it for awhile because that's what I usually do.
Then I tried to pick it up to give it a toss so I could tackle it. Could. Not. Pick. Up. Ice. Cube. Impossible with all your upper front teeth missing.
Last weekend was full of excitement and I have just now recovered and can tell you all about it.
Saturday morning Mom got up and made weekend coffee and settled in. Or so we thought. She puttered around and moved stuff around and the mail came with packages so we had to contain ourselves (as much as we could with the Mom Death Stare affixed upon you). Then she opened boxes from places like the Amazon River Delta (aka right next to where Mom works at a different company and the new Amazon HQ is populating), the Post Office and since it had stupid stuff like "arts & crafts" or brace yourselves for the boredom, "postage stamps" from Ebark.
Not a Greenie in a single package.
Then the phone range and she sprinted out the door, good thing we reminded her to change out of jammies and brush her teeth, who cares what her hair looks like. BOL.
Lickity split she was back and this time we scored with some smoked MEATZ™ bones and then off she was again. WTWoof? Couple hours later she got back and the bags she brought back in...did not smell like MEATZ™. At all! Stinky stuff like new clothes, silly shoes, more dumb arts & crafts. Bluch, then she made gel candles. Yawnville! It rained all day long, and rained-rained bluchy grey big drop rain.
Sunday Mom woke up really early and made weekend coffee and then made it again. Watch out! The only caffeine she has is her 1 weekend coffee (don't tell the rest of Seattle), so this could get out of hand.
Then a big beeping truck backed up and Mom slipped out the front door. We were locked inside but we were not silenced! As Mom stood out in the dripping big drop rain she saw HubbaHubba guy get out and thought yeah! The the next person got out and when Mom tore her eyes off HubbaHubba guy she saw a lady. She thought Wow! That is one brave girl and lots of respect. Then HubbaHubba guy smiled and shook Mom's hand and she tried not to whimper (from the handshake, dogs pay attention) and turned to the lady and said this is my girlfriend HotBody lady and she's going to help me out. Then Mom shook HotBody ladies hand and tried to not whimper again. BOL.
Then HubbaHubba guy and HotBody lady went to work and we barked for a good 2 hours. Mom yelled and drank more weekend coffee and paced. Tree limbs dropped with a crack and thump and we barked. Chainsaws started and we barked.
Sorry pups, this has to be continued later, Mom had the rest of the story typed up and forgot to save it before she hit the X marks the spot button.
So instead of lovely MEATZ™ smelling SNACKS™ since my historical amount of $$$$ in one week V-E-T visits we now have new Veggie-tables SNACKS™. Yep, orange cylinder shaped things called "carrots". Ok for the first couple but after that give me some MEATZ™.