Age: 11 Years Sex: Male Weight: 11-25 lbs
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Cha-cha; Chucky-Charley-Chan; Boo; Bean; Jumpin-Jack-Flash
|-purebred||-pound dog||-dog rescue|
December 10th 2001
Chasing anything that moves (including helicoptors!); barking; playing tuggie; chewing on a bone; eating; pulling on harness; chasing squirrels; bunnies; Daddy; my girlfriend Princess (Shih Tzu); treat-filled kong
Evil C*ts!; anyone who dares to get close to my bone or my bed! (Grrrr!) ; being too short to counter-surf
A little round ball that has a squeaky inside; also a gardening glove!
GREENIES! cheese; dog treats; eggs; meat
Any and EVERYWHERE outside!!!
Ummmmm... I dunno! Lemme think 'bout that one! heheheh!
Mommy went to the Humane Society in St. Louis to go to the gift shop. Walking through the lobby, someone came out of the puppy adoption room and told her, "You can't go in there," pointing to the puppy room. Mommy wasn't even heading in that direction, but the fact that someone told Mommy she "COULDN'T" do something made her WANT to do that very thing! (She is just like a TERRIER!)
Mom asked her, "Why can't I go in there? Do you work here or something?" as she turned right and headed straight for that puppy door! The lady replied, "No, I don't work there, but if you go in there, you are going to go home with something!"
Just as Mommy was opening the door and replying to her, "OH, no I won't..." she saw ME! And she fell head over heals for my beautiful little self! heheheh!
Mommy filled out the adoption papers without ever taking her eyes off of me! They wouldn't hold me for me until she got off of work, so Mommy told anyone who was even looking my way that "he bites, you'd better take another dog" and she rushed back to work. Mommy told her boss, "I have to take the rest of the day off... gotta adopt this pupper!" and she ran home to get my sister doggie, Emme (to make sure she liked me... what's not to like???) Emme gave her approval and now we are a pack!
I was a stinker when Mommy got me... heck I was only 1-year-old and in my adolescent prime! heheheh! But I have really "settled down" per Mommy, once I turned 2.5-years-old. I have Mommy & Emme wrapped around my little paws! heheheh!
Dog Whisperer? Pffttt!
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where are you silkys??
Princess, a Shih Tzu! Bow-wow-woooow!
I've Been On Dogster Since:
|January 23rd 2004
||More than 9 years!
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2005 Valentine's Day Party!
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November 9th 2008 6:24 am
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RULES: write 7 interesting things about yourself in your diary, then tag 7 others and let them know they've been tagged and to read your diary.
1) I am a Rescue Dog.
2) I'm always hunting.
3) I go crazy over squirrels on MY porch!
4) My favorite toy is a Cuz Ball (a NEW one!).
5) I used to bite the Mommy, but not ever since she started acting like the Dog Whisperer! **Shudders!**
6) I love my sister, Emme.
7) I give my Mom facials every night by licking her face until she can't take it anymore (and it is usually while she is trying to watch the TV! Hey! She should pay attention to me!).
Okay, now it's your turn!
December 12th 2007 10:19 pm
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I am very territorial about my bed. When it is bed time, I charge at and bark at my Mommy if she even dares to come near my bed. No amount of Dog Whisperer is going to change my mind about this.
Last night, Mommy plunked a shirt over me while I was in my bed. Sure, I protested, barked & showed my teeth. But I realized very quickly how nice & warm I was, so I settled in for a cozy nights sleep.
Tonight, as Mommy was playing on Dogster, she could hear me in my bed chewing on something... it was a familiar sound. It was the sound of, "Charley is chewing on something he shouldn't be chewing on!"
Mommy came in to investigate, and realized I was trying to chew the buttons off of the shirt that she put into my bed last night. Mommy knew she could not reach into my bed and take the shirt... too risky. So she did the next best thing.
Mommy announces, "You want a treat?" Omigosh! That did it! Forget about being territorial about my bed!! I ran OUT of that bed and down the stairs to the kitchen so fast you would have thought I was a squirrel being chased by me! heheheh!
Mommy removed the shirt from my bed, button still intact, then came downstairs and gave me & Emme our treats. Yummy!
Your pal, Charley (who still chews on things I shouldn't at 6-years-old!)
February 8th 2006 10:25 am
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OK, pups... listen up! Just because I am now 4-years-old, it does not mean that I am now "good" and all trained and everything. Just to give a few examples, let me tell you of a few of the things of Mommy's that I, how say?, "dismantled!" heheheh!
She bought one of those new USB Jump Drives ($85 at Best Buy). She left it near the end of the table the night she brought it home. Well, she left to go out and left me and Emme all by our lonesome selves! Hmph!
So, I was looking for something to do and next thing you know, I was chewing up that new Jump Drive! Mommy said that it won't plug into the PC anymore. Oh, well! Not my fault that she left it where I could get it!
The next thing was her brand new earings that she got for Christmas. One fell out of her ear as she was getting ready to go to a meeting. She didn't realize that the earing fell off until she was in the car and had driven half-way to the meeting. She had "hoped" that I wouldn't find it! heheheh!
Is she kidding or what? OF COURSE I found it!! I know where everything is in this home! I know every inch and every corner and can spot something out of place lickety split! The earing was a bit of a challenge to take apart, but I managed.
When Mommy came home she was so worried that I had swallowed the "hook" part. Seeing her worry was like getting a bonus on my bad deed! heheheh! You should have seen her going all around the carpet with a flashlight, looking for the hook. She finally found it... party was over. Sigh!
The last thing I destroyed was one of her brand new pens. She LOVES pens and had bought a very special one. It wasn't MY fault that she left it on the end table where I could reach it! I was hoping that she wouldn't notice until I got to the wet blue stuff inside, but she discovered my new toy and took it away. What nerve!
Your pal, Charley
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