Dallas ~Adopted~

Australian Cattle Dog/Blue Heeler
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Home:Mt. Juliet, TN  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 16 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Dallapodamas, Podadallamas, Dallagator, Podamas, Gator

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:

Frisbee!!!! Swimming, Dock Diving, Hiking, anything as long as it is with us

Dogs that take her toys

Favorite Toy:
Frisbee!!! Plush crab toy

Favorite Food:

Favorite Walk:
Long Hunter State Park

Best Tricks:
Sit, down, stay, jump, go find, speak, wait, load up, drop it

Arrival Story:
Dallas was a wonderful companion. Although I knew she was going to a good home, I cried on the way back from dropping her off. Dallas was a true heeler. She was stubborn, intelligent, eager to please, stubborn, and a velcro dog. Dallas's story is long, and shows how you really need to be prepared for a cattle dog before you get one. We got Dallas as a puppy. Unlike our other heeler, Dallas could not get used to apartment life. We were young and dumb and thought that if Dixie could do it, Dallas could too. Dallas came from working stock and had more drive and energy than Dixie. It soon became apparent that Dallas was as unhappy with the situation as we were. So we found a wonderful home with a huge fenced yard, pool, another cattle dog, cattle dog savvy people, and people that would be home to spend endless amounts of time with her. All was completely wonderful for Dallas until two years later when the couple got a divorce. Dallas's life was turned upside-down. Her mom worked all the time and the stress of the divorce was felt through the whole family. Dallas became very aggressive to the other heeler and the cat. The other dog could not eat, drink, or even walk by her without being viciously attacked. So, with tears in her voice, Dallas's mom called me and asked if I wanted Dallas back. I had since moved to a house with a yard and had learned more about cattle dogs and training. We were delighted to have her back. We had never stopped loving her. We dedicated all of our time possible to getting the land shark under control. Through positive reinforcement and clicker training, Dallas stopped her aggression and became part of our pack. We introduced Dallas to hiking at Longhunter State Park, frisbee, agility, and even some SAR. Sadly, although Dallas was an awesome agility and SAR dog, she became too excited and would nip at my husband when he tried to work her. He just wasn't moving fast enough for her! But we still had frisbee and swimming. Dallas lived with us happily for over a year. Then, for some reason Dallas reverted back to her old land shark ways. She began viciously attacking every dog in the house as well as stalking the cat. The attacks were unprovoked and very aggressive. We took her to the vet and had a full physical done. Dallas was in peak condition and had no medical reason for this display of aggression. We even tried doggie prozac and other mood-altering drugs. We tried all of the training techniques from before and even some new ones. At last, we came to the same decision as before; Dallas needed a new home. We did not want to have to part with her, but we could not knowingly allow her to injure our other pets and fosters. Dallas has now found a wonderful home where she is an only dog and the center of attention. Dallas's new dad plans on taking her boating, swimming, hiking, and throwing many a frisbee for her. We will always love and miss Dallas. She was truly a good dog and companion.

Dallas is the most vocal dog we have ever owned. When she gets up in the morning or comes in from outside, she yodels at us. It is not barking. It is "talking". The best is when she has a plush toy in her mouth when she does it. We call it her muffler!

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The Groups I'm In:
Animal Rescue, Australian Cattle Dogs & Blue/Red Heelers United

I've Been On Dogster Since:
November 13th 2004 More than 12 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:

Meet my family
Zyp 9-16-03 ~
Pele, CGC In
Dixie, CGCKit ~Adopted~
Karma, CGCKenna
Abbi ~Canine
Good Citizen~
CricketBen ~In
Jesse AdoptedAdopted!Puppy
Doc Adopted!

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A new home

July 31st 2005 5:14 am
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I am living in a new home with a new family now. I am much happier now that I get all of the attention. Sometimes I miss teasing my sister, but I get lots of frisbee throws and I get to go boating and swimming here. Here is a letter that my new dad wrote:

We love her very much, and are thankful that you matched us with her. I don't know what I would do without her. She is being exercised very well by swimming, frisbee catching, and Wal-Mart runs in the truck with me. When we are at the lake she is so funny swimming with the kids. Will not jump off the dock unless you give go command. You really did a good job training her. She has recently started her yodeling so she must be getting settled in?

Isn't that great?



Listen up everyone!

March 6th 2005 9:41 am
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All of my sisters AND mom and dad owe me an apology. Mom got her search bag out to fix it up after I rummaged through it and low and behold... she found the missing pills! See! I told everyone that I didn't eat them! I just moved them to another pocket in her bag. I am not a druggie! Ha!


Bad Day

March 5th 2005 11:32 am
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I had a bad day yesterday. Well, we all did. One of us, (I am not telling who), got into mom's SAR backpack and ate an entire bottle of aspirin, advil, and tylenol PM. Mom did not know which of us did it, so we all got punished. No, she didn't scream and yell, instead, we all had to eat salt until we puked! I was so sick. Mom kept us all on the screened in deck so she could watch us and make sure we puked. All five of us were wandering aroung barfing. It was kind of sad.

Then mom took me to her work and made me drink this charcol stuff. It was awful!!!! I had to sleep in my crate because I like to sleep under the bed and mom was scared that I might vomit the black stuff up under there.

I got to go to work with her today, though. That was fun. Mom is still making a fuss over me. I think she thinks that I am the one who ate that stuff. I'm not talking about it....

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