Age: 8 Years Sex: Male Weight: 11-25 lbs
|Home:Memphis, TN ||[I have a diary!] |
Leave a bone for Pogo, CGC
Pogopup, Bluedog, Scaredy cat-dog,
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April 1st 2008
Roast Beef (shhh!! don't tell him it's to hide his medicine) and tennis balls! And also he's a cuddlebug.
My cat brother, Caesar-I don't get why he doesn't want to play as much as I do! Oh and going potty when it's raining outside. And anyone who calls me a mini or toy collie. Oh wait, that' my mom's pet peeve.
Tennis balls!! and Rope toys! Oh how I love them both.
Raw food..mmm....his favorite is beef-ground beef, roast...
Pretending I'm deaf when my mom gives me a command. hehe....
I was adopted by Pogo when he was about 3 1/2 months old. He came from a wonderful local Shetlie resuce (Fresh Start Sheltie Rescue) in Memphis, TN. The story of Pogo is pretty sad. When he was younger, some mean person litterally shoved him a small pet carrier and left him on someone's doorstep (in the hot July-Aug. weather I can only assume! That person took him to the local pound where Pogo was terrified of all the loud noises! The pound called Fresh Start and they went to pick him up. I saw him on their website and fell in love with him instantly! Lucky for me, the nice people at Fresh Start thought Pogo & I would be a good fit together and the rest is history! He is now attached to me like a band-aid on a hairy arm! :)
Because of his not-so great start in life, he is very very shy and has anxiety issues. I am working very hard to let him know it's ok to let go of the past and no one will ever be mean to him again. We spend a lot of time socializing with other dogs and people and very soon he will start obedience classes. He loves his tennis balls!! Those are his very favorite toys! When I pick one up, he immediately gets in the "starting run" position-just waiting. He's a natural.
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January 24th 2009 7:11 am
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This is first diary entry. I'm not too sure what to write but here I go.
I've been in my new home since Christmas and things have been so exciting and busy I guess I just forgot to write. All I really remember is that I missed my brothers and sisters terribly for the first two nights. I cried in my crate all night. I wasn't being bad, I promise, it's just I missed everyone in my old house and I didn't know where I was and I was scared. But after the first couple of night, everything got so much better! I even had a brother to play with as soon as I came to my new home. He was a little mean to me for the first three days. I kept trying to reassure him that I wasn't a mean puppy and all I wanted to do was play with him. Now, we are partners in crime. Sometimes, I get a little rough with him when we play. I don't mean to, it's just that I'm a big boy and don't realize my own strength sometimes. I think I'm a lap dog and as small as Pogo, and Pogo thinks he's as big as me and he likes to rough house, so that makes us even, right?
Mom got me DNA tested to see what I was. I hear her talking all the time about what am I-I'm a lovable puppy mom, isn't that good enough? If you don't believe me, I'll give you lots of kisses. She knew my mom is a Border Collie, but she wanted to know for sure what else I was, she is very curious. I kept hearing her saying names like Great Pyr., Newfoundland, and St. Bernard. She knew I'm something big, because I was the biggest in my litter-and the most lovable, BTW-everyone that meets me, loves me, and I've never met a stranger.
But I think I'm getting off the topic. The results of my DNA testing came back and it turns out I'm part Border Collie, part St. Bernard! What a combo! I think they all knew, but it's nice to confirm so they'll stop talking about it. I have both brain and brawns! I'm very smart and pick up stuff quickly like a BC, but I have the type-B personality of a St. Bernard that offsets the high RPM level of a true BC-mom says she got the best of both worlds. She loves big dogs and has always wanted a BC and St. Bernard (I'm guessing not at the same time). Now she gets both in one very cute package!
Does that mean I'm one of those "designer dogs"? Mom calls me a "St. Bollie".
Wow. I didn't think I would know what to say, but it looks like I got the hang of this diary thing. Mom said she wants me to keep one up so my foster family can keep up with me and see pictures of me as I grow. I love going to see them on the weekends. I can't wait to see them again-they are so nice and took good care of me when I was little.
November 27th 2008 2:14 pm
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Today is turkey day and I have so much to be thankful for-I have a great mommy that takes super good care of me and I even have a Christmas stocking with my name on it and toys in it!!! I can't wait.
I'm taking intermediate obedience classes at Petsmart now. It's really hard for me but I'm working real hard. I don't like to "stay" when my mom walks away-I like to be near my mom. Hopefully it will be over soon..haha...
I heard my mom on the phone today ordering me some backyard agility equipment-I'm not sure what that is, but she keeps telling me I'm going to have fun, sorta like a backyard playground set for me. That sounds like fun-I can't wait.
Well, after I had some turkey, I'm real sleepy now. I'm going to take a big long doggie nap.
October 19th 2008 10:20 am
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Yesterday I graduated from basic obedience class. I did good. The trainer had a small agility course set up for our last day. It was fun-I didn't like the bars so much, but oddly enough I enjoyed jumping through the tire and going through the tunnel.
I looked up at one point, and I saw my foster mom and the other nice lady from the rescue that I came from! My mom and I were excited to see them there on my graduation day. They even brought another new rescue to watch. I said hi to him and told him that it was ok, I've been there before and I knew he was in good hands because I've been fostered by her before I adopted my mom.
After the class was over, me, Skipper (the new rescue), and Paige (another classmate who happened to also come from the rescue and was in my class) went over to the playground and they let us all run around and play together. Skipper and I ran around and was trying to cut each other off and see who could knock over the other first. Just to let you in on a little secret-I would let him win from time to time. :)
Next weekend is a big picnic we are going to help support the rescue I came from. I can't wait! I get to see all my old buddies and hopefully (keep your paws crossed) my mom will see a nice dog available for adoption and I can have a forever playmate. Don't get me wrong, Caesar the cat has really come around and we play sometimes, but I want to play ALL the time. It's ok, my mom plays with me a lot and takes me places to burn my energy.
I'm really getting a lot better with my shyness. Obedience class and doggie day camp has helped me sooo much. I'm still finicky about who I let touch me-especially strangers. It pretty much depends on my mood on that day. I mean, I'm a Sheltie-that's just what we do. We're reserved around strangers. My mom was telling me about some history of my breed and said a possible reason was because we were originally located on a remote Scotland island called Shetland Island. So there weren't many people there and the only things we knew were our masters and the flock we were to guard. So, when a stranger would come, we became uncertain over what to do. So, I like to think of us as wolves-they run when people come around and big cats do it to; I'm just staying true to my breed :)
Thanks for reading-I'll write again soon!
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