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Picture of Dexter, a male Rat Terrier

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Home:Erie, PA  
Age: 6 Years   Sex: Male

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Our baby.

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"Our baby."

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What a face.

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"What a face."

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Little Dude, Dex, Doodle

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

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Quick Bio:
-purebred-dog rescue

January 1st 2008

Playing with Roo, sleeping under the blanket (every night) with Mom, being on anyones lap, being loved.

When Mom and Dad leave.

Favorite Toy:
Rudy Roo.

Favorite Food:
Not sure that he has a favorite yet.

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere Roo goes.

Best Tricks:
Being adorable.

Arrival Story:
It all started in mid September. I blogged about it - the following is the blog I wrote a month ago: OK - so I am out in the yard on Sunday emptying the doggehs. They do their thing and I hook them back up to their leashes and we begin to make our way back into the house. As per the norm I am not paying enough attention and I did not notice both Stella and Roo had stopped behind me. I was distracted by the sore throat I had (which has since turned into a full blown head cold) and the anticipation (and dread) of the game that night (i was spot on about the dread part, as I am sure you all know). Anyway - they stop and I reach the end of their leashes and get snapped back. My frustration with their distraction grew fast until I turned around to see this little fella. Yeah - I did the same thing, too - awwwwwwwwww. It took some serious maneuvering but I managed to keep a hold of Stella and Rudy and get my hands on this little guy - and then get them into the house. the Little Dude was very scared. Shivering like a leaf and clinging to me I gave him a quick once over. No collar, not neutered, no fleas, nails trim, fairly clean, and he has all of his adult teeth. He seemed unhurt and no worse for the wear... so I figured he probably hadn't come far. I scooped him up, he nuzzled his face into my neck and off we went to walk the neighborhood to see if I could find his home... much to the dismay of Stella and Roo who were not quite through with the obligatory canine let me get to know you butt sniffing. With the help of a neighbor - we tracked down his home only to find upon getting there that he was not wanted anymore and the door was pretty much shut in our faces. What? WTF?? I tried to decide what to do with the little guy for hours... but the game was quickly approaching so I resolved (for now) that he could stay with us. I managed to borrow a small dog crate from one of the girls I work with... (thanks so much Renee) so that was a relief. I was never a believer in crate training until I adopted Stella... what a difference it makes - and being that the The Little Dude was clearly not house trained it was a welcome obstacle to overcome. Little Dude is adapting well to his new surroundings. He gets along very well with Stella and Roo. Especially Roo - Roo finally has a playmate that can keep up with him... well, almost. Roo is very high maintenance. He has no off button. It took Stella quite some time to get used to him.... and he still tries her patience7 months after adopting him. Little Dude however, is all about playing with Rudy... he just doesnt know yet how to handle it when he gets tired and Roo still wants to go, go, go! It's kind of nice for Miss Stella, too because it's giving her a break from Rudy's constant pestering... and she can actually play with her toys without getting tackled. I dont know that she actually likes having Little Dude here, but I dont think she hates it, either. Stella is quite the little princess... it's her way or the highway, baby. So here we are on Wednesday. I am out in he yard with the three of them this time... and as they are emptying a car roars through the alley behind my house (slow down a-hole there are kids everywhere in this neighborhood!) and then it suddenly stops. 2 kids get out, a boy and a girl and the car continues to speed up the alley. Little Dude sees them and goes nuts and I knew immediately that these were his kids. They walk up to the gate and greet him with lots of love and said how's Dude? What? Dude? Yeah - that's his name. How do I do that? The last dog I found I called Bernie (yes, Kosar) for weeks only to discover after finding his home that his name was Buddy. I guess if they respond, I just stick with it... I dunno. Anyway - as they were loving on the little fella I reassured them that he was fine... loving animals the way that I do he really couldnt be in a better place. I introduced myself and they did, too... but the questions in the back of my mind were lingering. I had to find out WHY?!? This is a sweet, loveable and great little puppy... how could someone just toss him out? So - being the Miz that I am - I asked some questions. He's 8 months old. They got him from a relative. They were told he's a pure bred fox terrier (he's not, he's clearly a Rat Terrier). It turns out that they are being evicted from their home and the little girl is very sick (which I had heard through a neighbor). They had 6 dogs (that they let run free most of the time, we all see them quite often roaming the yards) and their Mom said they just couldnt keep Little Dude anymore. There's more - it's careless and stupid - whatever. He's here now. I'm not keen on the idea of house training again... but I'll have to be now. That's really the only behavior issue Little Dude has. It seems like I just got Roo through his house training... oh wait - I did. Maybe Little Dude will catch on fast - he seems pretty damned smart. He's very timid... I suspect she may have hit him a lot. He's great with Stella and Roo. He's great with the cats, Stu and Cletus. He's GREAT with kids. He's incredibly loveable... he literally hugs you when you pick him up... and he loves to be picked up. He loves to be on a lap. He's a baby - he requires all of that. So - the question remains... now what? John and I both agree that we like the little guy a lot... but neither of us are very keen on having another dog. That makes FIVE animals in this apartment...3 dogs, 2 cats. Six if you count Pico, my bird. I would love to find him the perfect home... but that's my problem. It has to be PERFECT. I'm the type of person to screen every little thing (like most animal rescues do)... which is probably how it should be - but the longer he's here the more attached we all get. I mean - come on - look at this face... How do you just toss a face like that out the door? Anyway - for now, he's here. Unless I find the miracle perfect home for him... I guess here he will stay. I had to stop into see Doc Polumbo (my vet of 25 years... love, love, love her) to get him some worm meds (yeah, he's a pup - he has worms). While I was there I was talking to the girls at the desk and showing them his pic, telling the story and I think I pretty much made up my mind. I made the appointment to have him neutered. (snippity, snippity Little Dude) on October 1st. I suppose if I dont find him the perfect home by then and I am investing that kind of money into the little guy then... yeah. We're gonna need a bigger couch. Heaven help us... baby makes five.

So that's how it started... and here he is staying. Little Dude is now officially Dexter (he loves his name and responds well to it). I had 3 homes lined up for him. He was here for a matter of a week or 2 and hubby and I decided we couldn't part with him. Little Dude is home.

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