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Leave a bone for Tara

Nicknames: T, T-bags, T-sleazy, Tara Monster, Princess

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Sun Sign:  Quick Bio:
 Birthday: May 5th 2004
 Likes: Chewing on anything I'm allowed to, treats, sitting in the window in the sunshine, barking at small passing dogs, walking my dad, and giving hugs.

Pet-Peeves: being yelled at, being licked by sister when I don't want to play, and the f-bomb (everytime daddy says it, I think he's mad at me)

Favorite Toy: empty 2-liter bottles and racquetballs

Favorite Food: anything from the hooman table

Best Tricks: giving hugs

Arrival Story: While my mommy is in charge of this page, I'm really a daddy's girl. Daddy bought me when I was just a pup, and we're really, really close. We've been through so much together, and we're inseparable! My mommy's pretty cool though, too - I met her about two years ago when daddy brought her home (maybe from the pound?!? I don't know), and I like to cuddle with her too.
Now, she's moved in and she brought me a little sister, Sage Danger. I didn't like her at first, because she licked mine and daddy's faces a lot, and was kinda overbearing. But I got used to her - she is just a pup, basically (at least compared to me) - and now we're best buds. Plus, she plays with me when Dad and Mom won't!!

Bio: I'm a purebred brindle AmStaff, and I rule the roost.

Forums Motto: I rule the roost!

I've Been On Dogster Since:
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More than 3 years! |

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id: 879938

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September 24th 2008 9:08 am
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7. I have an ID number tattooed on the lower right side of my belly. That way, if I get lost and someone finds me, they can take me right back to my daddio! Oh yeah, and mommy too.
6. I absolutely hate being yelled at. I may be a big, tough pit bull, but I am so scared of loud hoomans.
5. I am the best snuggler you will ever meet. There is no "your side my side" - there is only a big snuggle heap! I like to be warm, and I'll keep you warm in return.
4. I am the dominant dog in the house. I will assert said dominance until other dogs submit or until daddy yells at me. (See number 6.)
3. I've recently taken up a new hobby... that hole in the back yard. Yup, that's right - I dug it! Daddy HATES that... (See number 6.)
2. When I play with my sister Sage, I like to tease her. I'll pick up a toy, drop it right in front of her, and when she goes for it - BAM! We're wrestling!! They should call me Teasy-Wheezy. Heh. I'm sooo clever.
1. I give the BEST HUGS! I like to sit back on my haunches and put my front paws on you, while you look into my face and coo at me. I won't lick obnoxiously like some dogs (Sage...) but I'll just sit there and let you kiss me and nuzzle me - sometimes for as long as 5, 10 minutes! Especially with daddy. I love hugs. Someday, I hope to post a picture of myself giving people hugs. It's the nicest thing =)
September 22nd 2008 10:45 am
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Well, I have this really bad habit. Mom keeps getting super duper mad at me - the other day, she kicked the couch and yelled a whole bunch 'till I hid. But I just can't help it...
OK here it is - confession time: I root around in the bathroom trash. Almost every day, Mommy and Daddy come home to tissues and Q-Tips strewn around the upstairs hallway.
I don't know what the big deal is. I just like it. I could stop anytime I wanted to... I just don't think it's getting in the way of my everyday activities. I'm a social trash-rooter, I swear!
And hey - my sissy Sage even EATS the Q-Tips. Now THAT's weird.
September 12th 2008 10:31 am
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Gosh darn - it! I got stung by a bee today on the bottom of my left front paw. Daddy always tells me to leave those things alone, but they're just so queer; I couldn't resist trying to get a closer look - and maybe trying to eat one. Well, I tried to bite, and it bit back!! Now, I'm limping =( I guess I'll be a three-legged pup until it heals.
Oh well, secretly, I love to play up the sympathy factor. This will mean MORE TREATS! Nom nom nom!
Oh wait - I just thought of something. I hope I'm not allergic!
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