Age: 14 Years Sex: Male Weight: 51-100 lbs
|Home:Zagreb, Croatia ||[I have a diary!] |
Leave a bone for Francky
F., French, Frenchy, Franck, Franjo, Frankenstein (that was my name in the shelter), Smradac, fuj-pusti-to!!!!
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March 23rd 2000
I love to get a lot of attention, I like receiving belly rubs and meeting new Dogster pals!
Iâ€™m terrified of my uncle, hate being left alone, and I hate when anybody tries to clip my nails. I also donâ€™t like to see people packing and not paying attention to me.
My red rubber ball. I have it form the first day I moved in with my new family. My second favourite is squeaky duck that my girl Abby sent me for my b-day!
Tuna, popcorn, treats (all of them) Hill's (especially Hillâ€™s can food)
Around the neighbourhood and in my big back yard! Love to run there.
Iâ€™m not big on tricks. My best trick is being myself and behaving like a human (sleeping on bed with my head on the pillow). But Iâ€™m still a relatively well-mannered dog.
Itâ€™s a sad story with a happy ending.
I got kicked out for the first time while I was still a puppy. I was only few weeks old. The animal control got to me and they sent me to the shelter. From there a nice lady called Ana saved me. She tried to find me a new home and till then I stayed at her place. I waited for 3 months and found a new home, but again, not a forever one.
I got kicked out because I ate a lot of my new guardians furniture and some part of the wall. The word is that I was running away a lot too. So my new guardian returned me to Ana where I kept waiting for a forever home.
My new mommy saw me on TV I was in a show that helps finding homes for abandoned animals. She took me home the same day and has not regretted that moment ever since, I love my home, I finally found love and happiness!! What more can a dog wish for?
If you live in Croatia and you are thinking of adopting a rescued animal, take a look at these guys they deserve a second chance:
Well at first he hated driving in cars but now be careful when you go into your car. He might already be on your back seat.
I wuv Abby!
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August 10th 2006 10:37 am
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What a day!!!!
First off when postman came with the package, he gave mom the strangest look when she started shouting „F. get your booty here, you got toys from your gal in US are here“, she had to sing for it (I really don't like that we're thumb less) and then the party started.
She let me pull out all the toys and sniff everything out. I got some Abby sent on them too and I loved it. So mom let me pick my favorite and I pulled out a squirrel tail that makes sounds, wow what a toy!
I played with it about then minutes and then mom noticed I'm pulling the fur out. Another ten minutes after I was puking fur (fur balls BOL). Darn, you would expect she would stop me form eating but no, she let me go on and on till I got sick. Evil mom.
After I puked I was still for a few minutes and then made another charge at my new toys. In the min time the squirrel tail was gone (mom you can tell me where it is, I won't eat the fur again, I promise), but then I noticed the funny X looking toy. I focused all my attention on the X and I love it. It's indestructible I gave it my best tug but nothing. I just can't find a soft spot!
I also got a beautiful light blue collar that says „King“; o yeah I'm the king! It fits me perfectly and I look so handsome in it. I'm so happy to have a great girl like my Abby (and her mom cause I know Abby couldn’t done it without her) that thinks about me when she's toy shopping and she even went through all the trouble to send the toys to Croatia. Thank you Abby, I wuv you!
I would love to chat with you all a bit more, but my new toys are waiting,
June 17th 2006 11:00 am
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Today I found out that my dear neighbor, which is a purebred American Staffordshire terrier has to go from his home cause his little person is not taking care of him. I don't get how anybody can give away their dog after spending two years with him. Don't get me wrong if he had some issues I would understand, I personally think that can be worked out too, but I would understand. But the poor guy is the friendliest, nicest pup I ever seen. He never ever had a fight with another dog, he never run away from home; he was just this perfect dog.
But like I said, his little person is just too young to have a dog and little persons mom, doesn't wont my pal to stay. I'm heart broken over this, he didn't deserve it.
Parents when you decide to get a dog for your kid think about dog's benefit too. We are not toys, we have feelings and we need to be loved and taken care of. Don't just take us for granted, we need to spend time with our people to develop. I wish my pal didn't have to go, I can't even imagine how it will be for him to leave his home after two years in the family.
Best of luck my friend, I'm wishing you nothing but good, you're the nicest guy I ever knew.
October 26th 2005 10:09 am
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I had such a bad day today. And I wanted to talk to someone about it, but all my pittie partiers are still sleeping.
Well it started off bad in the morning. I was not feeling good and gave my mom quite a scare. She was terrified when she saw I didn't touch my breakfast. Now I'm a lab-mix and a possibility that I don’t clean my bowl is 1:100000. And like that was not enough, I didn't want to go out to play catch with her. I just lay there being all depressed. Mom was slowly having a nerves breakdown.
A few hours later I ended up at the vet.
I hate that place, and every doggie was making fun of me because I was sitting in mom's lap. O and also cried. And I was trying to escape… but who loves to be there anyway???
When I finally got to see the vet, she gave me this horrible injection and I was limping for about half an hour. And she forbade me to eat ANYTHING today.
So, I'm back home, and in a pretty bad mood too. My (human) grandmother is celebrating her birthday and I am forced to watch how everybody, except me, is eating cake…
Talk about a bad day…
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