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Age: 13 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Nim, Nimie, Nimnuts, phsycho, cookie head, the dog thing,nutcase, crazy dog,

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

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Quick Bio:
-purebred-service dog -disabled

February 27th 2003

going with mom and SWIMMING!

Dogs who get in her face beig home alone

Favorite Toy:
mr. fish, squeeks toys tenis balls

Favorite Food:
Steak and Evo

Favorite Walk:
to Salem also to the nearest body of water

Best Tricks:
sit, tough, heal, sity pritty,down, heal tracking and agility alerting

Forums Motto:
Autism Awareness

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Another autism service dog video I made

I've Been On Dogster Since:
May 21st 2008 More than 8 years!

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Nim's Days


May 28th 2010 12:40 pm
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last night was may 27th and mom graduated from college. I of course attended the graduation too! The day started off great! Mom's boyfriend ( mom call's him my daddy) came very early which is right no time. I was so excited I ran around the house with my toy wagging my tail. the sound of the beating of my tail on the walls and tables and of my paws on the floors as I ran around in surprised excitement woke mom alerting her to the fact that daddy was here! This was about 7 AM just so you know!
Mom and dad cuddled for an hour and then they got up and got dressed. then i was vested and we headed out. We arrived at a strange place I had never been to before and there were al9ot of people there. I felt unsure about going in I am not sure why. So mom went to go in without me and I snapped into work mode and refused to let her go with out me. Once we were in there was a lot of sitting while people talked then we walked down a long hallway in lines packed with people. then we did more sitting while people talked. Then we walked again this time we went outside down a ramp and back into the first area. I believe it was an arena. I know the second place was a gym. once we were in the arena it was time for more sitting and people talking. once that was finished everyone got up. mom won a small raffle had some cake and grapes and mom and I played under the bleacher. Then mom dad and I went home.
Once home mom and daddy sent an hour relaxing then a few hours later I was called into the bathroom and brushed out for 30 to 40 minutes. Next mom brushed my teeth and I was given 20 drops of rescue remedy. Mom then got herself dressed and went for a brief ride with dad before coming back home and posing for pictures for mom's mom by the down stair fire place. after which we rushed off back to the gym arena place mom and dad and I went to earlier that day. this time it was different. we went right to the upstairs gym and it was packed with people.. mom and I didn't like the crowds so we played with sticks outside going in occasionally. mom worried about me cause I was panting heavy so she almost went me home thinking I couldn't handle it. I was a bit nervous that all.
about an hour and a half later we got into line up and it got really loud and mom blocked her ears and had a mild meltdown. but we got through it a teacher attend to it so I didn't get to do anything but be there. After that we finally started marching. This time we went down the ramp and walking n a 1 line out of two. The march lead us down to the arena. the arena was decorated and PACKED with people! We walk past the crowds standing there clasping,talking and taking pictures. Mom reached down and patted me on the head and we continued to march till we reached our seat. I was happy to be seated and I laid down dozing in and out of a light sleep while numerous people came up on the stage and spoke occasionally awoken when mom would stand up to clap. Mom moved her head side to side watching her tassel swinging in and out of her sight.
After about an hour people started getting up and walking onto the stage. Soon it was our turn to go u. we got close to the stage and some on got our picture then we continued onto the stage, I walked beside her in a perfect heel and mom gave a man a note card. He read off her name and we walked across the stage to another guy who shook mom's hand and we had 1 more picture taken and then we went back to our seat. I gave a tail wag as we walked across the stage. After about an hour later we got back into lines and marched out. Finally it was over and mom so so proud of me. Dad met up with mom and gave her nice beautiful red sun flowers. We all then went home and I was given a cow's throat stuffed with meat and mom, mom's mom and daddy went out to dinner. Last night was a great night!


A day at the beach with the kin

March 21st 2010 5:37 pm
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Yesterday mom, her mom and nmom's sister and her siister's children and I went to the willows. We had a great time. I got to eat chicken with the family and then mom took me down to the beach for a good swim. there were some kids and adults there but i was far more intrested in the ocean. I got to play with my new gint flying disk and ended up destroying it so then we went for a stick instead. I had a great time swimming and playing fetch though the water was cold. Mom loves to swim with me and I enjoy it alot but this time it was to icey for her. However she took off her shoes and stepped in to the ocean with me. She didn't go that deep only above her ankles but he was atleast with me. Before to long it was time to go. I put up a fight when we had to leave I didn't want to go I love swimming so much. Mom had to force me out and I tried to pull back. Once we got to the car I got a nice towel dry and we went home. I can't wait till we go togeather again.


A brief bit about me as a puppy in growing up. Basically a- little bit about my history

January 20th 2010 8:49 pm
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I am currently coming up on my seventh birthday and mom has been looking back a lot to when I was just a puppy so now we are making this journal entry to give everybody a little bit of history about me.

I was born in New Hampshire on February 27, 2003. Though I really remember much until I was two months old. Any member had lots of brothers and sisters and I had them all that both my mom and dad were a white German shepherds just like me. My first real memory this woman was two months old and my breeder took me on a long drive down to Amesbury Massachusetts. I was really nervous and didn't know what was going on. Once we got there my breeder brought me into a room I believe it is what they call an office. And he office there was a woman and a girl appeared to be in her teenage years. The girl who appeared to be a teenager had long red hair and a gray cloak. My breeder handed me off to her and introduced me as her new dog and her as my new mom. The woman that was with my new mom was her mom so I guess that technically makes for my grandmother but she prefers to be called Nanny because being called Grandmother just makes her feel old. My new mom took me outside all my breeder and her mother discuss some things neither of us really know what they talked about. My new mom was kind of quiet at first it seemed to just watch me as we walked around outside Chicana seemed nervous to touch me or do anything that she thought my hurt me but she did to me quite a bit. From the start I could sense that my mom had something that I now know to be called autism though most people couldn't tell now by meeting her you actually have to really get to know her or be a dog as dogs are really good at good on picking up on stuff like that. After a few minutes her mom came out and we had long drive home back to town called Ipswich this was to be my first home. It was a nice little place with the yard and lots of what's in my mom like to take me around to explore the woods and the surrounding areas. Hit a whole room set off for me though that didn't last long as I whined whenever she left me alone of course she came back and got me was her first dog so she was a little bit naïve. As a puppy I was rather shy that my love to play with other dogs. It took a lot of train before I stop being scared of everything in there and including my own shadow. We have also moved a lot and I've lived in cities such as Gloucester and Peabody and now we live in Salem.

When I was a puppy I jumped on her all the time and issued on everything and they had serious separation and he slept quite a few issues growing up but we worked through most of them. However the one issue that I had the mom never expected to deal with it as I was born with hip dysplasia. Mom noticed that something wasn't quite right when I was growing up I could play with other puppies just fine and I love to run around and play and play and play at the next morning I wake up and I'd be really really sore and I had trouble moving around until I actually got up and walking for a bit. Mom also said that I sat funny I didn't seem to sit like other dogs and after some time my mom got really concerned decided that we should address this issue at the vet. The veteran examined me and drove through some buttons that I had something called Lyme disease flu symptoms home with some pills which I had take I did not enjoy taking these pills and put up a decent amount of a fight to take them. However I did complete the medications the pain never really went away and I still kept sitting funny so my mom went back to the vet again and again he drew my blood and determined again I have mine does the so again he put me on the antibiotics this happened a few more times it's a three or four before mom got up and decided she wanted a second opinion. We went to another vet the same that I am with no I remember that vet visit being very different sort of. My mom told him about my symptoms and he wanted to see me walk up and down the hall she also told him that I have been tested for line several times and came up with having Lyme but for some reason the pain in such never went away. So we decided to do a Lyme test but told her that once a dog gets Lyme disease they always test of having it. He administered the test and wasn't surprised at the fact that the snap to show that I had Lyme disease however based on how recently I'd finished my medications he decided not to read minister the antibiotics and instead he ordered x-rays on my hips. A week or two later I was x-rayed and a few weeks later I was dying also found hip dysplasia. He told my mom that day that we should do low-impact exercises such as walking appeals and slowing to strengthen my hips and that should at least alleviate most of the symptoms for a while. He also gave us some glucosamine pills and said that I should receive glucosamine daily. Eventually instead of doing the pills we've been mixing glucosamine powder and with my food is the pills are quite expensive in the glucosamine powder actually lasts longer. After I finish my basic and advanced training and gone through various training methods we started working on my service don't training for my mom. I've been in autism service dog for two or three years now. We started late because my mom wanted to make sure we had the hip problem under control but it the day I started working was one of the best days of my life and it truly is my favorite thing to do a get to spend the entire day with my mom and approach them and my mom always bring some treats I also get presents every Christmas in every birthday and usually a birthday party with the doggie cake and mom and dad usually have their own cake. I met my dad almost 3 years ago now he was the first guy that my mom brought home that I really didn't object it was really candlelight I still really like him and I'm always excited to see him but that is a bit of my history have really summed up really brief really quick my mom's favorite former training in mind to its clicker training that is what we use to training is in autism service dog and my mom speak evidently against Caesars forms of training. We follow Karen Pryor and Victoria Stillwell. And that is my brief history

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