Likes: Following you around everywhere, toys, playing with Tankeh
Favorite Toy: Tankeh's stuff. ;)
Favorite Food: Beggin' Wraps!
Favorite Walk: Around the neighborhood is fine with me.
Best Tricks: Sit, Heel, Lay Down, Stay In, Shake, Up-Up
Arrival Story: My new pawrent had worked for our shelter for a few years, having known me this past summer. A few families adopted me, but brought me right back because I'm an escape artist and jumped their fences. Well, if they truely wanted me as a member of their family, they should have kept me inside!
My pawrent had a family friend looking to rehome one of their dogs, and was originally intending to take him. It turns out her husband got a bit attached and didn't want to give him up afterall, so that left a space open for a new roomie, and friend for their current pup, Tank. My pawrent looked online, in papers, and asked around, but was reminded of me when my profile popped up on Petfinder. I was always a favorite, so it was no contest when they came to "look around."
The only thing they weren't sure about was whether or not I was good with cats. They took me inside to where the cat cages were held, and I didn't care one bit. From there on, it was homeward bound!
Woah! Tonight I was on the computer at 11pm like the cool person I am, and all of a sudden I hear noise at the screen door. [We live in Florida where it's getting insanely hot, therefore all the doors are open.]
Up shot Lobo and Tankers. Someone was trying to break in, thinking we were all asleep due to the dark rooms and low TV volume. They barked like crazy, and Lobo slammed against the door , scaring the guy away!
From now on, doors are closed by 7:30pm, TV will be loud, and at least a small light is staying on!
Though Tank would defend me with his life, it sure is comforting having a big dog with an even bigger bark around the house.
I went to my pawrent's Vet Tech class the other day. T'was fun! There were lots of animals and people, and everyone loved me. I was a bit nervous, and one of the Beagles attacked me, but it all worked out once I hit the Agility field. For some reason I found the Walky scary, yet not the A-Frame. Got over my fear of the See-Saw rather quickly.
Tank said the students over there were looking for me today. It was his turn to go, though. He's got a lot more stamina than I do, and did a bunch of laps around the Agility field and still came back home with a ton of energy. He said I'd get used to it after a while.
Know what? I'm actually starting to like this place. There sure are a lot of rules, though. I had to learn "Sit" and now have to use it everywhere. Before I go out the door, at the end of the sidewalk, before I get my leash taken off...
Who even needs a leash anyway? I got out the other day and had the time of my life running like a Greyhound all over the neighbors' yards. My new pawrent and great aunt had a good ol' time trying to catch me. Finally they sat on the ground and tried to grab me as I ran by. They didn't think it'd be that easy, did they? The aunt twisted her back pretty bad when I pulled out of her arms. Finally my pawrent did a flying tackle that got me down. I gotta respect a twolegger that can actually catch a wild animal like me!
Ugh. One thing I do not like is having to be crated. As soon as I'm finished eating I go straight in for a half hour, then get taken out to avoid having accidents in the house. Accidents? Sure, we'll go with that. Anyhow, tonight I simply did not have to go, so the cycle of Eat > Crate > Outside > Crate > Outside > Crate > Outside took forever, until I finally got the urge to go. After I got in, Tank and I played a bunch and my pawrent made a video of us torturing our great aunt while she tried to sleep.
Know another annoying thing? Baths. I wasn't that bad, though. Whined here and there, but was otherwise a good sport.
All I ever hear is "Good girl," "Good girl," "Good Girl..." Hmm, wonder if I'm going about things right?