Age: 12 Years Sex: Male Weight: 26-50 lbs
Leave a bone for Jack
Dogster stats for Jack
Captain Jack Sparrow, Jackie, Jaque, Hoover, Hounddog
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August 20th 2004
Chewing, going for walks and rides in the car, playing with cats and other animals
Playing with his paws, not playing when he's "in the mood"
Anything he can chew
Local dog park
High-five, hiding his toys and then forgetting where he hid them
The story of how he got here is more facinating then the story of how I got him. Originally he came from a shelter in southern Illinois. When no one claimed/adopted him, he was put on their euthanesia list. The shelter called various shelters all over the state looking for somewhere to place him to save him from being destroyed. The shelter I adopted him from agreed to take him, so he was bussed from southern to northern Illinois. I saw his picture on a website and knew instantly he was my dog. Seeing Jack in person (or dog, in his case) was love at first sight.
I've Been On Dogster Since:
|February 10th 2008
||More than 9 years!
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February 10th 2008 1:16 pm
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Hi! My name's Jack! Well, it used to be Chet. But that was before "mommy" found me and took me out of that cage with all my loud, barking friends. Friends, well, except for that one dachshund. It's not my fault her squeaky toy was better than mine. Didn't her mother teach her how to share?
What's that? My name? Oh. Right. I didn't like the name Chet and neither did my new family. My Grandpa suggested Jack (since I AM a Jack Russell mix) and it stuck. Although "mommy" insists it stands for Captain Jack Sparrow, and not Jack Russell. Personally, I'd rather think of myself as a Captain!
It's been a year and a half now and I love my new life. Every day there's something new to smell. There's more cat food to steal. I have four brother and sister cats so there's only plenty of food for me to get into. I could talk about food all day long. I love cheese, peanut butter, banannas, carrots, apples, bread, chicken, .... hmm? Oh, sorry. I'm getting off track.
My best friend is my cat brother Stanley. We get into a lot of trouble together. He's really cool but kind of weird. He talks to himself, even when no one's around! But we like to play together. He hits me, I nip at him. It's fun until "mommy" decides we've gone too far and breaks us up. Then we lay down and watch Animal Planet together. I really love Animal Precinct. Except when there's cats on the show. Their meowing just confuses me. And then everyone starts laughing when I get up and stick my nose against the tv. Why's it so funny? And WHERE ARE THOSE CATS?
Anyway, thats me. A small portion of me. I'm off to sniff for food.
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