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Leave a bone for ----Jordan----
Nicknames: Dink, Dinky dog, Boogie, Goof, Baby dog, Monkey, The Jordan, Cute stuff, Handsome dog baby, Dingleberry, The only good thing, Ghostbuster, Snufflelufugus
Doggie Dynamics:
Likes: Venturing outside, loving, running amok, things that roll and bounce, fighting his human's hand (wrestling), good food falling to the floor, rubbing face on pant legs, couch, or carpet, power naps, black lab mixes.
Pet-Peeves: Being left alone, being talked to in full sentences he can't understand, elitism, humans who claim special rights, political correctness, fleas, sometimes grooming, sometimes young male GSDs or Huskies. Sunny on his balcony.
Favorite Toy: Balls including otherdogs' already in motion. He also likes his newest the warthog. In third place would be mom's paw inside a puppet or chewy fleece gloves. Yum.
Favorite Food: Most meat, he isn't picky unless it's raw. If he can't have human food he'll have Canidae, the food that's given the best results health, energy, and taste-wise.
Favorite Walk: The outside kind.
Best Tricks: Getting taken nearly everywhere, and looking neglected.
Bio: Born March 8th 2004 -- a Pisces which explains the love of water. Jordan is a great little fuzzball and there isn't much to put in this paragraph, yet. He isn't a rescue, isn't from a puppy mill, hasn't had a life-threatening illness or accident, and his agendas if he has any are pretty much kept to himself. Typical of the breed he's robust, healthy, hearty, 'with no small amount of self-esteem'. A favorite day would be spent at an off-leash park, stealing other dogs' toys, and generally being a well-tolerated well-loved nuisance. We've tried agility and might like to try our nose at tracking. ________________________________
'In our relationships with dogs and other animals, the barrier to complete honesty lies only in us.' - Suzanne Clothier
Forums Motto: Sweet & gentle rabble rouser
The Groups I'm In: !WATER DOGS!, Fancypants Cafe, Westies Unite, Concerned Owners for Vaccination Education, Grandview Park, Home Cooked Food and Recipes, Marymoor Mutts, Off Leash Seattle, Pet Photography, West Highland Terriers
The Last Forum I Posted In: Pit bull attack
amusing habit annoying to humans: thrashing around on his back and showing off his wobbly bits
biggest daredevil feat: getting head wedged in small table known as a 'Buddha table' and crossing the room with it still attached
fav puphood song: You are my sunshine
fav local pal tho only his mom can tell: Oreo the Newfie lab mix
known humanese: ball, get it,WALK, OUTSIDE,dog, bird, go somewhere?, breakfast, leave it!, nooooo, CAR, home, you stay-stay, PARK, wanna go park?, who's out there?, left, right, potty, wait, almost, hurry hurry, and why did you do that again? (I jest.)
For some reason mom got a bone in her craw yesterday pondering that where I came from, the quaint un-franchisey puppy store Absolutely Puppies, had been driven out of business.* Although we usually agree a "puppy store" isn't where to get a canine companion, at the time rescues weren't going to give her a dog because of an unfenced yard, their general stupidity and nastiness, and the fact that she was supposed to be with me and I was going to be at Absolutely Puppies...
I was 5 1/2 months old from a small probably backyard breeder on the east coast.
I've never had a health, personality, or behavior issue - the last two probably because mom knew a dog doesn't come installed with perfection and trained me, was patient, and took responsibility. Yes.
She thinks A.P. was an easy target of the crazed witch hunters we've developed in this country .. so-called animal rights humans. It's a misnomer and they should be called human-hating humans. They weren't going to go after industrial-size and strength puppy mills because those have expensive and talented lawyers who would send one letter and that'd be the end of the harrassment. They were going to go after a place that, yes, sold puppies outside the home, purebreds, mixed "designer" breeds, for mucho $$$, but in the end was really defenseless: a woman-owned family-run small business.
When people get hysterical about what they assume is happening they unfortunately let grander and not so sensationalized (because it isn't public) animal exploitation go unchecked .. they're wasting their time and energy. Mom knows the breeders at home, the ones in the paper, are just as if not more lame than A.P. was. Who are these crusaders kidding? We're losing freedoms due to the hate bubble some create in their heads and feed, to the point where they're adamant their worst suspicions are fact and they conclude the trial before it begins ..
Jordan,
bestest Dog ever,
tinkling till the soapbox is saturated
I bestowed upon the minions of Dogster's a few minutes of my time so I could re-install my Christmas portrait. It's very cute. However it's also very hidden. Because we are not premium members any longer and mom says over her dead body we're giving the site $20 to get in there and re-sort the photos.
So...in my land it will remain bountiful yellow dandelion holiday season. I guess there is probably a song in there for folk with a lot of leisure time on their paws.
P.s., I'm still exactly the same dog .. although I am a little bit more of the same dog. Mom is tempted to run it off of me all on the same day, because she has a week off and could probably return me to a stabilized condition on the days after she did so. Only if she does it to herself too .. because I am not the only one with a "love barrel".
Today we went to the park. Very late when it was dark and I had blinky collar on which worked about half the time. Mom started laps and I started dashing, here and there, to this tree, that tree, that bush, that pole, that tantalizing dog on a leash. I've been getting alot to eat and alot of loving and am healthy, big, and wooly too.
I hadn't reminded mom how well my jaws work for a long time. She had the biting gloves on and I went to town; reach up, grab on, sink deep, tug. This was in between sessions of being The White Bullet.
So.....as she contemplates that I could be almost halfway done with my life I reveal other plans: I am still a puppy.
There are puppies on the computer too - mom calls them available-24-hrs-a-day therapists. I think they are really chipmunks inside the modem. Yes.
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