Charlie Dickens

Parson Russell Terrier
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Age: 12 Years   Sex: Male

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   Leave a bone for Charlie Dickens

Charlie, The Egg, Possum, Wart Hog, The Goat

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:

July 25th 2003

Tennis Balls, Having his tuft scratched, going for walks,tearing up stuffed animals

Being moved when he's sleeping, being bossed around by other dogs

Favorite Toy:
NOT PICKY!!! I love to play!

Favorite Food:
Peanut Butter, Brussell Sprouts, Hamburger, Chicken, Popsicles

Favorite Walk:

Best Tricks:
Running out the front door and making me chase him screaming like a crazy lady and then being at the front door waiting for me when I finally give up looking for him.

Arrival Story:
Charlie came from a breeder (Jack Of Hearts Kennels) in Jamul, CA and quickly won his way into my heart. Sire: CH Rainbow Allied Force Dam: CH Bowery Goodie Two Shoes

From the names alone I think Charlie may have taken after his mother more than his father. Charlie has boundless energy but he had to be taught that it was okay to get his feet wet which makes me laugh and think of him as a bit of a goody two shoes himself. I've found many pictures of his father on the web and his father doesn't look like a guy whose afraid to get his little toes wet.

Forums Motto:
Let's go find some trouble!

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Wanna Be My Friend??


I've Been On Dogster Since:
July 24th 2008 More than 7 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:

Meet my family
Coco - In
Loving Memory
O.J. - RIP

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Can You Belieeeeeve It???

I got him!

August 10th 2008 2:03 pm
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I finally got him! Baby Shrek that is. I had him in my possession for a good 5 minutes while Winston stood helplessly by. I was so excited that I didn't quite know what to do to this bright green thing. Should I gnaw on his ears - YES! I did that - and then gnawed his face. Finally I pulled his little man shrek under pants off and pulled the beans out of his butt and spread them all over the floor. This was a very satisfactory moment because I love to make a mess - and this is precisesly when momma came in. Unfortunately I had Baby Shrek by the butt when she saw me so I couldn't blame it on Winston like I had planned. She took him from me and cleaned up my mess.

I still consider it a success - a conquest for King Charlie!


Black Saturday

August 3rd 2008 5:07 pm
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ABANDONED! We knew we were in trouble when we saw the overnight bag come out. We tried to talk her out of it by following her everywhere she went and communicating telepathetically (no - I spelled that right - I wanted her to know the pathetic feelings we were having). ANYWAYS. She left on Saturday and did not come home for 24 hours. Yes, I know we had someone here to sleep with us and play with us and cuddle with us but it was not the same. I knew what to do. I decided to hunger strike. I almost did it too. But right after she came home I ate my breakfast. Oh - and I peed all over her fancy dancy shower curtain.


Foiled Again

July 31st 2008 11:32 pm
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Success At Last! After days of stalking Baby Shrek I finally was able to nab him out of Winston's play pen. Mostly because Winston's not usually in there anymore because he cries when momma puts him in there and she's a wuss. I say we all buy ear plugs, but that's another diary entry. ANYWAYS - for a few moments BS was MINE MINE MINE. I got SO EXCITED I jumped right up on the couch next to mom to show her my capture. Of course then I realized my mistake. She took him away! He was so green - like a beautiful bright booger! I had him - how could I be so foolish - I could have torn him to pieces in the back yard and brought a piece of his ear to Winston and done a victory dance but NO!

Well at least I've got several biscuits buried out in the yard to drown my sorrows in. Momma caught me burying my treats and laughed because my nose was black from the mulch - picked me up before I could clean myself up and carried me around to show me to people so they could laugh too. I really hope she's got some money set aside for the therapy I'll need after she pulls things like that.

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