Nicknames: Trikki, Trikkers, Trissie, Piglet, Taco Dog, Little Heifer
Birthday: October 31st 2006
Likes: Treats! Mom's lap, the heater, sunshine, car rides, sleeping under the covers and Lots of toys and playing Fetch with them. Wrestling with Buster on top of Mom while she tries to sleep!
Pet-Peeves: Cold, rainy days, manicures, the scary mittens from Peru and Granma's hat
Favorite Toy: Furry orange one eyed alien and playing fetch with it!
Favorite Food: The kind people eat...
Favorite Walk: The beach!
Best Tricks: Meerkatting! Howls like a Coyote when Buster barks :-)
Arrival Story: Whod'a thunk, I would have a ratdog. I was a true big, well at least medium sized, shelter dog person. But then I saw little Trixie...she melted my heart!
Trixie was born on Halloween in a flat above the Wedderburn, Oregon Post Office, overlooking the lovely Rogue River. She was the biggest in the litter of three baby girls, she now weighs well over twice as much as both of them! She is my living doll, I shower her with toys, clothes and treats. She goes everywhere with me and Buster. I adore her so much, can you tell?
Bio: Due to her size and funky conformation for a Chihuahua, I like to say she is a "Wedderburn Terrier" from where she was born!
It was scary bringing her home to Buster, my other dog. But my friend Becky, Buster's goddess, convinced him that she was not prey. Now they get along great, except on Buster's cranky days, which are not so bad, he has never hurt her, just a grumpy growl. He even lets her eat out of his bowl with out any disagreements.
I'm a regular on the Dogster "Dogpark" iphone app. Usually I chat with my pal Tinkerbell Forever who is also on Dogster, and sometimes Zoee' and a few others.
Recently, I met the nicest gals at the Dogpark, Abby and Dakota. Their Mom is a fifth grader in Colorado and she was interested in writing a story about me for her class in school. I sent her some photos and gave her a little bio about me.
Well , she messaged me yesterday and told me she was the hit of her class, everyone was awwwing over her story. She said she got an A+ and extra credit for her story, all about about little ol' me!
Mom brought home four Big Cookies that a coworker had made Wednesday night. Two Snickerdoodles, one Chocolate Chip and one Chocolate Mint Cookie...Mom was greedy...!
She put them in a zip-lock bag and brought them home with her. She was so tired, she dropped them on the coffee table and watched some TV then went to bed.
The next morning I woke her up just playing, playing , playing downstairs.
I have a big purple octopus with that crinkly paper stuff inside and she wondered why I was being particularily loud.
Well, she caught me, with the ziplock bag... lots of holes ~ no cookies.
Buster was in bed with Mom the whole time...so she thinks he didn't get any. Boy was I full... I happily passed gas the rest of the day! BOL!
But you know what? I didn't get any treats for a couple of days either :-S