Sabrina


Chihuahua/Italian Greyhound
Picture of Sabrina, a female Chihuahua/Italian Greyhound

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Age: 8 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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Nicknames:
Beanie, Beaner, Chicken, Monkey

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

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Quick Bio:
-mutt-pound dog-dog rescue

Birthday:
September 30th 2005

Likes:
Treats, tennis balls, going for car rides, playing with my friends, sleeping under the covers and running at the dog park

Pet-Peeves:
snotty cats, thunderstorms, fireworks and staying home alone

Favorite Toy:
TENNIS BALLS!!! and toys that I can pull all the stuffing out of

Favorite Food:
anything that is supposed to be for humans and cat food

Favorite Walk:
around the neighborhood or at Piedmont Park

Best Tricks:
I can sit and lay down on command--but only when I want a treat and don't expect me to stay in those positions for long

Arrival Story:
My parents found me at a pet adoption day at a local pet store in Atlanta. I am not quite sure why they picked me because I was being shy (I am not a big fan of crates). But they must have liked something about me, because they adopted me on the spot--even though they weren't planning on even looking for a puppy, let alone taking one home.

Bio:
I live in Atlanta with my mom and dad and two cats, Otis and Harry. I guess I like my big brothers. Well, I like harassing my big brothers, that is. Harry likes to play, too, sometimes. But Otis thinks he is the alpha dog of the house. I like to play along--don't want to hurt his feelings.

Forums Motto:
I always get my way

I've Been On Dogster Since:
December 6th 2007 More than 6 years!

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Dogster Id:
677132


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Sabrina the Teenage [Expletive Deleted]


Not so happy holiday

December 13th 2007 11:50 am
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That's it! I am going boycott the holidays. I can't handle it anymore. I am sick and tired of being left at home while my parents go to holiday parties, and don't get me started on being left alone on Christmas while the rest of my family is happily opening presents elsewhere. This has got to change--and now! I was so bored yesterday and had so much pent-up energy that I couldn't fall asleep last night. And that is just not normal. I am usually the first one to bed and the last one to rise--I am definitely not a morning doggie. You should have seen me last night. I would try to lay down and a few seconds later, some noise outside would stir me. Then I would have to bark, run to the back door, whine to be let out and, then a few minutes later, ask to be let back in. Then the cycle would happen again. I don't even care if it kept my parents up half the night. They deserve it--leaving me alone for hours on end while they have fun without me! It's so not fair!!!

 

Who let this dog out?

December 11th 2007 4:32 pm
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This is the first entry in my new Dogster account diary and I have bunches to tell you. I was not a happy camper this weekend (but I did try to put on a good face for my brothers' sakes). My dad brought this crazy old Pomeranian home last Friday. If I haven't told you yet, I am just a teenzy bit spoiled--I am the youngest of three children and the only girl, you know. My mommy thought she was a puppy and wanted to keep her, much to my chagrin--but thankfully my parents found her owner. She was in MY house for two whole days, and she made such a racket. The poor thing had a bad cough that my 'rents thought was a cold. The good thing about this was we all got to go to the vet--which means another car ride and lots of new people to meet! I have to tell you a secret: I love being the center of attention and I love meeting new friends, furry or otherwise!! Well back to my story, my weekend was ruined by this puny little dog. I didn't get to go to the pet store or dog park, and I didn't get to be the center of everyone's attention for two whole days. Now I know what it must feel like to be Harry or Otis. Must be why they sleep so much--depression.

BTW, I hope I meet some nice new friends on this site. My mom says I need to get out more and find some new hobbies. =D

 
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