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Leave a bone for George Harrison

Nicknames: G.H., Little Man, Little Buddy, Mr. Sweet, Mr. Sweetheart

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 Quick Bio:
 Birthday: February 20th 2002
 Likes: Tummy Rubs, sleeping, walking and eating.

Pet-Peeves: Baths and too much affection. GH wants afffection on HIS terms.

Favorite Toy: Momma's makeup brush with the wooden handle. He also loves his squirrel that squeaks.

Favorite Food: Anything Momma and Daddy bring home, but especially steak (filet mignon, of course) and barbeque.

Favorite Walk: Anywhere he can see and smell all the dogs and cats.

Best Tricks: What's a trick? Oh, when he sits straight up on his butt to look cute so I'll give him some food. He also likes to jump from couch to couch.

Arrival Story: I had just returned from a three week training course for a new job. My mother said she had something for me, so I went to visit her and she had baby Harrison in her lap, wearing a little sombrero. I fell in love with him immediately, as did my boyfriend, who previously said I did not need a dog. Now he is the light of my life.

Bio: George Harrison has taken his name to heart. He struts around like he is a "stah." He wishes the area cats would be his groupies.

Forums Motto: Momma, can I please have a cat?

I've Been On Dogster Since:
| November 18th 2004 |
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More than 7 years! |

I Was In The:
2005 Valentine's Day Party!
 Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id: 88896

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January 12th 2005 12:56 pm
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Momma took me out to the country. I love to explore the field and all around the house - so many smells, so little time! Momma decided to take me for a walk across the street to another field where they had these really big dogs that I had never seen before. I mean, they were HUGE. Momma said they all had the same name - "Cow." I wanted to get in that field and play with them so bad...but Momma would only let me sit right inside the fence with her hand tight on my leash. At first, the "cows" would only stare at me; they didn't want to play. Then the biggest cow started slowly walking over towards me and Momma. The other cows followed behind. When the big one stopped, they all stopped. Then he started moving slowly towards me again, and again so did the others. Finally, he started to get really close to me, while the others stayed back. He was so big, and he was completely black. And he smelled like no other dog I have ever smelled! He looked right at me, and he slowly bent down. I swear one of his nostrils was as big as my head! Slowly, slowly he moved his head in close to mine...I didn't know what he was going to do...he took a deep breath, and...I shot out from under that fence so fast Momma didn't know what hit her. She said she had never seen me move so fast, not even when I chase squirrels. I was so scared of that cow! I didn't know if it was going to eat me, lick me, or just snort on me, but I didn't want to find out. Momma laughed and picked me up. She petted the cow on the head to show me that he was friendly. I guess he wasn't going to hurt me, but from now on, I think I'll keep my distance from those cows.
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