Logan(RIP 11/10/12)


Golden Retriever/Siberian Husky
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Home:Sicklerville, NJ  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 18 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Nicknames:
Oog,Oog-a-moge,Node,Logan-mister,n o-no,fat-dog,big dog,Logan the Lion

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Quick Bio:
-mutt

Likes:
Sleeping in the bed, sitting outside,getting his ears rubbed and Pizza.

Pet-Peeves:
Taking a bath

Favorite Toy:
His little brother "Bandit".

Favorite Food:
Pizza-Pizza-Pizza!!!

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere

Best Tricks:
Sit,Speak,Do nice (being gentle),paw and other paw, and when I tell him "right here" he presses his head so hard on me.

Arrival Story:
I got Logan for free from a friend of the family-See sometimes the best things in life are free!!! When I first saw him I knew that he was a special dog, he was the only one in the litter that looked the way he did, so cute.

Bio:
Logan he was an "only dog" for the first 7 years of his life. He has adjusted to his new brother and sister well. Logan is my protector, he is always by my side making sure that I am alright. He truly is a special dog. Logan is always happy ( unless you mention the word "bath" ). Logan loves riding shot-gun in the car, going for long walks and he can't get enough pizza.

I've Been On Dogster Since:
November 21st 2004 More than 9 years!

I Was In The:
2005 Valentine's Day Party!

2004-2005 Holiday
Picture Party
!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
89569


Meet my family
SandyBandit

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What Logan is thinking....


Almost cought the mouse...

December 9th 2004 9:47 pm
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W ell it's day 2 in my what seems to be endless search for a little brown field mouse. My mom let me out side last-night when I heard a bit of noise coming from our grill on the back deck. After heavy investigation I came to the conclusion that it was a mouse, but what kind I asked myself... My mom was yelling for me to get off the grill but after she told me more than 5 times she came out to see what was going on. I looked at her like...open that lid NOW!!! I need to get inside. Mom, not knowing why I was acting like this threw open the grill lid and inside there he was, that little creep, in the flesh, it was a brown field mouse. Mom got a bit closer to have a look, I thought this was my time to go for it or it might be never...So I did, I almost knocked over mom as I jumped up on my hind legs to get him...Mom threw me down and gave me that whole speach about me being bigger than him or something, I don't know, I wasn't paying to much attention. Mom said that it was really cold out and that he was just looking for a warm place to sleep....personally I think my belly is warm (he he ) Don't you worry doggie friend...I will prevail-That mouse in mine:-) Till next time
Keep Barkin'
Logan

 
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