Pembroke Welsh Corgi/Labrador Retriever
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Home:Whitaker, PA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 19 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Bearly Bear, Porker Bear, The Nose, NostrilDamus, Bear Johnson, Daddy's Baby (or "Mommy's" as the case may be!)

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:

Eating and walks

The mailman (UPS man, FedEx man, etc.), kids on his street, getting a bath

Favorite Toy:
A stuffed ground hog ("his baby")

Favorite Food:
Anything but Beneful!

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere past his gate!

Best Tricks:
He catches better than any MLB player!

Arrival Story:
When Bear and his "dad" moved in next door, neither was very sociable. One of my friends suggested I carry a bag of puppy treats in my car - her theory was that if I got in good with the dog, I'd have it made with the dad! Every time I parked in my driveway, I'd toss one over the fence. Worked like a charm!

Bear is part Corgi, Lab and German Shepherd. He looks like a Shepherd, with the color of a Lab and the legs of a Corgi! He gets lots of smiles when he's out on the town! :-D

Forums Motto:
Smarter than the average Bear!

The Groups I'm In:
Pennsylvania Corgis, STEELER DOGS

I've Been On Dogster Since:
October 28th 2004 More than 12 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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They Treat Me Like a Dog!


February 21st 2005 7:34 am
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Whew! I'm back at home and my teeth look great! I don't feel like my normal self though. I feel kinda tired and just like lying around all day. AND when I woke up at the puppy doctor's, I had a big bandage on my paw. I wondered what that was about but I wasn't gonna let anybody near it to take it off that first day! Daddy took me to visit Mommy's little nieces the next day, and since I wasn't allowed to act grouchy with them, I decided he could take my bandage off there. That's when it all started coming back to me! The puppy doctor shaved the hair off my leg and poked me with a needle! That's why it hurt so much! But that's also why I went to sleep so they could clean my teeth. Bottom line is I made it through it, I've got some sparkly pearly whites and I hope I don't have to do this again anytime soon! Not to mention the fact that my hair probably won't grow back 'til Christmas! Oh, the things I go through for my people!


The Very Scary Day

February 18th 2005 6:29 am
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Today I have to go to the puppy doctor to have my teeth cleaned. :-( Mommy says they have to put me to sleep to do it. I thought "put me to sleep" was a bad thing for puppies. I have to admit, I'm a little nervous. How can I keep up my tough-guy-ness if I'm - gasp! - scared? Hmmm. Maybe if I chew on some onions they won't want to open my mouth. No, can't do that. Daddy says onions are bad for dogs. There's gotta be something really stinky around here that will do the trick. Oh, I don't know. Maybe I should just go do it and get it over with. I'll have to report back to everyone tomorrow and let you know how it went. (I wouldn't want any other puppies to be scared if they didn't have to be.) Wish me luck!


Winter - finally!

January 17th 2005 6:08 am
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Here it is, Monday again! But guess what? There's snow on the ground and it's COLD outside! Only 8 degrees this morning! That's alright with me though. I am one HOT DOG! I like the cold weather. Keeps those pesky kids off of my street. For some reason it doesn't keep Mr. Mailpest away though. He still comes every day - rain, snow, sleet, hail, whatever - and puts papers and stuff in our mailbox. Doesn't he realize I can't get to them way up there? (Daddy says I'm part Corgi and that's why my legs don't reach up to the top of the fence.) This is no fun at all! I would just LOVE to make some confetti out of the stuff that goes into that mailbox! Well, it's still fun to charge the fence when Mr. Mailpest comes by. Hehehe! Every day it's the same thing. I smell him coming from a block away. I wait patiently by the porch steps. Then as soon as he comes into view, I bark and bark and bark at the top of my voice until he is outta sight. And every day he jumps like he's scared of me. You'd think he'd be used to it by now! Oh well, keeps the adrenaline pumpin', I guess! Maybe I'll give him a break today. Since it's so cold outside, I'm indoors this morning. I don't usually get to stay in the house by myself, but Mommy put me in here when she went to work this morning because she didn't want me to be too cold. Unfortunately she closed all the doors in the house to keep me out of the bedroom and the bathroom and the trash cans that are in those rooms. Humans will never understand the enjoyment we get out of tearing up paper and tissues and stuff like that! If only they'd try it. Just once. But anyway, it's getting late and Dad should be getting home from work soon, so I guess I should turn off the computer, get back to bed and act like I wasn't doing anything but sleeping while I was in here by myself. Don't want to take any chances, you know! They already say I'm smarter than the average bear! If they figure out I know how to type, they might actually put me to work or something!

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