Copper Curoius


Cavalier King Charles Spaniel/Bichon Frise
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Age: 8 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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Nicknames:
Coppie, Sweetie, Coppums, and Pookie

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-purebred

Birthday:
June 17th 2006

Likes:
Love, and Attention

Pet-Peeves:
Having his foot stepped on, and seeing people hug.

Favorite Toy:
His toy, that is a bone, a ball, and a rawhide chew at the same time.

Favorite Food:
Chicken

Favorite Walk:
Around the neighborhood to see his friends.

Best Tricks:
Open the Door, Stand, and Look Cute

Arrival Story:
Came from a kennel, tought mommie how to love dogs!

Forums Motto:
I,

The Last Forum I Posted In:
So You Are Confused By Dog Food



I've Been On Dogster Since:
June 2nd 2008 More than 6 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
794321


Meet my family
Emma ZaphirisKinsley Kaipo

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The Life Of A Spoiled Desginer Dog


This Is Real Vacation?

June 30th 2008 10:21 am
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Oooooo!! Yeeeaaaaahhhh! All this space! Whew! How long is this going to last? I really thought wrong of what my vacation was going to be!



"Comon' Copper!" my mommie called to me one steaming hot day in the middle of the June, as she was getting out of the maroon rental car, " Let's go to the pet resort!" My grandpa took out my crate, while my mom carried a large clear container with my dry and canned food. Little did I know that I was going to have the time of my life here!
Once my humans were sure to have all my luggage, they shut the car door, and walked twords a familiar building, They opened the door.
Before you could even say; Oh No! A Kennel! someone came up to me and took off my collar, replacing it with an odd leash that pulled on my neck when the humans pulled on my leash. My humans petted me kissed me and loved on me, while I could hear grandpa talking to the old lady beind the counter in the background.
After the talking had stopped, the young lady holding my leash took me outside, and then into a small building; my humans following. They slid open anothor door in the building, put me in, and then took off the leash. The humans were running behind; still outside. So, I ran to my newly discorved outdoor fence in area, started wagging my tail. My humans watched me with delight, as they made thier way into the building. The younger lady opened the door to my room to let my humans in. They sat with me on the couch, and looked up at the T.V. Was this all for me?
A few minutes later, my humans left me. I tried to get out but they caught me! I didn't want my humans to leave me, but it would be okay... This was luxury! And at this very moment I am sitting here on my couch waiting for my humans.

 

The Sonic Drive In

June 8th 2008 7:26 am
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So of course this leads to anothor reason why dogs aren't meant to go on trips.


Chapter Three
Dogs And Restraunts Just Don't Mix



"Copper’s is enjoying this." My mommie commented one steaming hot day in the middle of June at a Sonic, "Just look at that little doggie smile!" She gave me some more chicken. I was in doggie heaven......Or so I thought.........
While all of this was going on, there was something that I hadn't noticed until now. There was an ancient truck with no doors parked just a few feet away from us. A person with tons of cuts, and scrapes circled aroud the building. I didn't like the looks of this, or the smells of him at all.
All of a sudden, a man with tons of cuts, scrapes, and bruises came walking up behind my grandma. I deeply growled at him, and nipped in the air. The man looked down at one of his scrapes, as I could hear my grandma mumbling in the background, "I'm sorry that he did something like that. So Sorry."
Once the man was gone I could hear my mommie whining, "Now Copper's going to have to go get tested for rabies!" "No he won't, he's had his shots." grandma replied "He'll still have to be tested, mom." Mommie replied There was a silence for a moment.
In a few minutes a man came walking up to grandma, and asked "Can you please put your dog in the car for safety reasons? If a little kid came up he could hurt them." I hadn't bitten anyone. That scoundrel had tried to make it look like I had bitten him, and the man had fallen for it. My family quickly ate our food, threw it out, and sprinted towards the car.
When we all got in the car my mommie shut the crate, and stuck something over it like I was a viscous dog, that needed to be trapped, but what had I done?

 

Uh-Oh Did They Say Vacation?

June 6th 2008 10:56 am
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Did they say vacation? That doesn't sound good. Let me tell you of the story of why I dread vacation.


Chapter Two
Vacation


"Hmmmm....." I thought to myself one steaming hot day in the middle of July as I rode in the car, "I smell other dogs I think this is a great sign. Don't you agree?" Little did I know how bad things were really going to be here......
Before I could let out a bark the car halted to a screeching stop, as my mommie opened the door to let me out. I did my bussiness, and then watched my mom open the door to the tiny cabin-like building that I had just noticed.
As soon as we got into the building a woman greeted us, and asked, "Is this Copper?" "Yes it is." Grandma replied to the lady. "Shot records please?" she rasked with an imapiantent tone. "I-I-I Uh-Uh did-d-n-n't know you had to bring shot records." , Grandma stuttered while mommie had a bewildered look on her face. "Well..." the lady spoke, "We could keep him outside away from the other dogs until we can get the shot records, or you can take Copper over to the other kennel here. They have an indoor quarantine." My family opened the door and loaded me back up into my crate, as they drove off to the other kennel in the resort.
After a few minutes the car stopped agian, and we got out of the car. My mommie got me on the leash let me got potty, then took me inside a building simalar to the one I had just been to, but more modern. It was larger too. I didn't like the smell of things in there att all.
A few minutes after we got into the building, a grumpy old man greeted us with a smirk on his face. "This the dog who needs to go to the quarantine?" he asked. "Yes." Grandma replied. The man opened the door, mumbled something and pointed at a cage. My mother reluctantly took off my leash, and carried me into the room.
The next day I woke up thinking that I was at home, but of course I wasn't at home, I was locked up in a cage. "How could me humans di this to me?" I thought.
Right after I finished the thought, my pack came running in the door with a bag of dog food. They filled my bowl up, and quickly ran out of the door.
Later that day they came and took me out side for alittle while.
I wondered when I was going to get out, or if I ever was.....

 
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