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Nicknames: Nick, Little Bug, Cutiebutt, Bud, Buddy, Shorty, Big Shot, Tough Stuff, Slobber Girl, Miss Adventure; Flyball nickname: Lizard Girl
Doggie Dynamics:
Energy
sleepy
energetic
Intelligence
silly
genius
Friendliness
aggressive
affectionate
Playfulness
not playful
very playful
Disposition
anxious
calm
Quick Bio:
-purebred
Likes: eating, racing, fetching, chewing whatever, hunting edible objects, hunting inedible objects, swallowing whatever, eating, climbing, challenges, killing stuffies, leaping, ripping, shredding, eating
Pet-Peeves: pushy dogs, pushy humans, cold hands, cold rain, hot days, dead grass and other poke-y things, dog seatbelts, nail clipping, disturbed naps
Favorite Toy: Tennis ball! And if I had it my way -- socks!
Favorite Food: Whatcha got?
Favorite Walk: To the line up for flyball or to the course start for agility.
Best Tricks: What hole? That hole was in the blanket when I got here. Burp.
Arrival Story: They say I was the runt and that everybody picked on me and took my toys. I guess that's why my first human mom segregated me from the others. When I was seven months old, I met my new human folks and, since no one was allergic to me, I went home to them a few weeks later. It was scary being in a new place with lots of dogs that looked like me lurking about in shiny surfaces. But I soon got used to it and started running the place.
Bio: Yes, I'm pink and hairless. If I had a bone for every time someone asked if I "came that way," I'd be really fat. Some dogs have pushed-in faces and I ain't got no hair, 'kay? Yes, you may touch me, but please be polite and let me sniff you first.
I am a daredevil acrobat with no fear of heights, but Mom keeps me from being as dazzling as I know I could be. I like to climb to the top of the tallest piece of accessible furniture so I can keep my eye on things. I often stand up like a meerkat so I can get a better view. I can't stretch quite enough to reach most people food, but I keep trying. With my front paws, I can almost turn a doorknob, I can open the gate and I can grab just about anything. If only I had thumbs on my monkey paws.
Forums Motto: Nick the Knife, Bug Assassin Dogster Local Spots I've Marked: Sit Happens The Groups I'm In: Advocates for Positive Training, American Hairless Terriers, D.A.M.N! - Dogs Against Maternal Neurosis!, furs of the heart, Rat Terrier Lovers and New Rattitude Rescue, Skin Kids, ~~~*♥Dog Park USA♥*~~~
The Last Forum I Posted In: Annie
Superpowers: Speed de-stuffing, mesmerism
Full name: Flinthill's Nicolette (after the Cummings' poem "Of Nicolette")
I was tagged a while ago by Sable Renee to answer some questions, but my typist had some big deadlines and couldn't get to it until now. Yeah, okay, but I'm top priority next time, lady.
What color is your collar?
Black and pink with skulls from The Mod Dog. I got a near replacement to my old one with skulls, 'cuz Mom says it fits my personality. I still think I need a biker jacket to match hers.
What kind of food do you eat?
Raw and cooked meats and canned fishes with Orijen and sometimes EVO, Taste of the Wild or Wellness Core. I'm all about the raw beef, baby.
What is your favorite treat?
Either bully sticks or boiled chicken.
Do you have a Valentine or significant other?
Several. Don't tie me down, boys.
Do you get table scraps?
Don't tell Bean, but his "never" is my "occasionally." You've just gotta get in there and do the work of looking cute and hungry. I don't mind that the piece is tiny as long as I get it.
What is your favorite toy?
Tennis ball! And squeaky tennis balls. And mini tennis balls. And things shaped like tennis balls...
When is your birthday?
October 15, 2006
How many times do you get to eat?
Breakfast, dinner and a snack for lunch. We AHTs have slightly higher metabolisms.
What is your favorite color?
Yellow, like a tennis ball. Duh.
How much do you weigh?
Eleven pounds of muscle and sinew.
Do you like to be brushed and groomed?
What is this brushing? I merely tolerate baths and nail clipping is a chore I could do without.
What is your most favorite thing to do?
Play tennis ball!
Do you hope all your pals put this in your diary?
Please do! I'm not gonna tag ya, but I wanna read your answers.
I haven't been going to flyball practice for a few weeks. I'm on rest and rehab for a bad sprain in my left knee. Mom keeps trying to explain this to me like I don't know what's going on. Like I wasn't the one feeling the pain and popping my knee in and out of place.
I'm not supposed to be jumping. Or roughhousing. Or running. Or catching ball. (!) I know. It makes me cry just thinking about it. That's why I do what I want anyway.
Since the big bed's mattress couldn't be put on the floor, folding chairs are leaning against the two open sides and some other stuff is in my way. The only wide opening is the one for the stairs up to the bed. Sometimes I walk'em and sometimes I leap across'em. Hee hee. I gotta be meeee, I just gotta be meeee...
Mom has this thing where she sets dogs down on the ground really gently like we're made of glass. All of us, every time. Don't ask me why. All I know is that we get used to going easy. But now it's even slower for me because she wants my weight distributed over the three good legs first. Well, that just takes me to the end of my patience! This careful stuff is getting really old, dog.
I was in a lot of pain at first, but now I'm feeling okay. I keep trying to show Mom that I'm fine, really. She keeps watch over us when we go out, so the other day I took off running around the yard. Then the other dogs started running. And then we all slammed together. It was fun!
But Mom gasped and then started crying. Weird. I go out by myself more often now. I guess that's okay. No one can take my bugs away when I hunt them down.
Mom can't afford hydrotherapy at the university and my vet didn't think it was necessary. She said to just put me in a wading pool. (Yeah, we're iffy on that, too.) But Mom has ideas for my hydrotherapy and she's doing research.
If my nose so much as touches water, I'll climb right up Mom's head. As long as we're clear on that, I'll consider cooperating. Hm, I don't even know if I can swim...
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