Birthday: November 7th 2007 Likes: Running around the yard like a maniac, chasing the bigger dogs Pet-Peeves: When nobody wants to play Favorite Toy: Anything the other dogs are playing with Favorite Food: Human food, apparently Favorite Walk: Just around the 'hood, until we're used to it Best Tricks: Laying in wait behind the waterfall and ambushing Easy when he walks by Arrival Story: Me and my brother, Reggie, and sister, Ruby, were dumped at a high-kill shelter in Riverside, Calif. (Riverside? Ew!), where we came to the attention of volunteers from German Shepherd Rescue of Orange County. The new humans had just lost their elder stateswoman, Cassie, and missed having three dogs in the house. They also had a great past experience with GSROC and always keep a eye on the site (dog porn!) to look at all the awesome shepherds in need of homes. They saw my pretty face and knew immediately that I was meant to be theirs. Of course, now they're learning, THEY are actually MINE! Bio: Once GSROC saved us from the shelter, I lived in a wonderful foster home, with dogs and horses and awesome humans (we won't discuss my little CAT addiction). I want to make sure they know how much I love them, and how grateful I am that they took such good care of me. Forums Motto: I'll MAKE you love me! The Groups I'm In: ♥The Fabulous NOLA Walking Pack♥, ***The Pet's Fun Forum***, German Shepherd Lovers of Louisiana, GSDs World, Krewe of Barkus on Dogster
Well, apparently, there are things that are appropriate to chew and things that are not appropriate to chew. It's rough being a puppy, having to learn to make these distinctions. On the NO list - shoes, $35 worth of Silk & Ivory needlepoint yarn, Frances Parkinson Keyes first editions, human arms, piano legs, wood trim on the back of the house... all kinds of stuff. Why should it be OK to chew a rawhide or a cloth toy, but not a leather and eyelet espadrille shoe? I just don't get it! Life is SOOOOO complicated.
There isn't much news on here, except that I keep getting bigger with every passing day and that's it's too darn hot to play outside for long. Not much ambition to do much out there except to flop down on the grass and take a nap in the shade. I do not understand why the humans would want to hang out in two of the hottest places in America. Weirdos! It IS kinda fun and refreshing though when they use the hose to water the plants. I like to jump up and bite the stream of water. Mama says she's going to video me this weekend and put it on You Tube, whatever THAT is.
Finally, I've discovered something else I like to do - to sing along with trumpet music. Mama was watching the Rashida Ferdinand episodes of This Old House she had on the DVR and there was one with Shamar Allen playing the trumpet. When he started, I cocked my head back and forth, and then I joined right in, barking and well, singing - no other way to describe it. Mama says one day when I'm well-socialized, she'll take me to a parade where I can hear trumpets in person. PAWSOME!
Yep, I promised I'd do a list of things I love. No explanations necessary on these...
1. Snuggling
2. Kissing, both humans and other dogs
3. Playing in water
4. Wrestling with Easy
5. Playing chase with Sugar
6. Resisting bedtime - life is too exciting for sleep!
1. Toilet Paper. Horrible, horrible stuff, that. Must be torn from its perch and annihilated, preferably by shredding. Also, other paper goods like paper towels, newspapers, magazines and legal documents are highly suspect and should be destroyed as a prophylactic measure.
2. Flip Flops. The $3 ones from Old Navy are OK, but $25 ones from L.L. Bean are an abomination. These should be required by law be to be drawn and quartered, like some sort of heretic back in the Middle Ages.
3. Dogs Barking on TV. OK, so I can't get at them directly, but I can charge at the speakers until they fall over with a satisfying crash.
4. Dancing With the Stars. I can't explain it, but I can't stand this show and will bark loudly until it's over.
5. Laundry. If you leave it out, it deserves to be punished.
Yes, I know. Hate is such a strong word. But, hey, I'm young, feisty and willing to fight for what I believe. Maybe when I calm down, I'll write a "Things I Love" list.
