Leave a bone for Willie Nicknames: Big Willie, Willie Willie Bo Billie, Prince William, Willard, P. Willie Doggie Dynamics:
Energy
sleepy
energetic
Intelligence
silly
genius
Friendliness
aggressive
affectionate
Playfulness
not playful
very playful
Disposition
anxious
calm
Quick Bio:
-purebred
-dog rescue
Birthday: October 14th 2007 Likes: my big sister Kya, cuddling on the couch Pet-Peeves: Rainy weather (I don't like going potty outside when it's raining) and when my mommy leaves me Favorite Toy: tennis balls Favorite Food: Cheeseburgers! Favorite Walk: anywhere they take me, I love it! Best Tricks: I'm learning to play dead and I'll touch your hand with my nose for a treat Arrival Story: I was wandering around a subdivision in Spring, TX when a nice lady found me, took me in and tried to find my family with no luck. She wanted to keep me so she got me microchipped, got me all my shots (ouch!), and got me neutered (double ouch!). She soon discovered that I'm really BAD with cats, as us Huskies tend to be. She has cats and I just couldn't be trusted anywhere near them. So, she decided to find me a good home and in the meantime, I stayed at the vet's office. Someone took me in but then returned me a week later. Then it was back to the vet for me. My new mom saw my picture in the Houston newspaper and thought I just might be the perfect little brother for Kya. My friend from the vet's office brought me to meet Kya and I never left! :) My former mom/rescuer was very worried about finding me the perfect furever home. If it wasn't for her taking such good care of me and not giving up on finding me the right home, I wouldn't have my new mom, dad and big sister. Big woofs to all those rescuers out there! Bio: My mom thinks I was probably mistreated wherever I used to live. If you move your hand too fast around my head, I close my eyes and cringe, like I'm expecting to be hit. I also have a scar and some scar tissue under my right eye. My new vet says there's no way to know how it happened (I tried to explain but no one seemed to understand).
None of that matters now though because in my new house no one hits me. I have a big sister that loves to play with me all the time. She's older than me, but she still wears me out. :) I love her very much. I also love being around my mommy and daddy and I stick to them like glue most of the time. My mom says that she can't imagine why anyone would put me out or be mean to me because I'm the sweetest goober ever. Oh and I eat like a horse! Forums Motto: Doin' it Big Willie style The Groups I'm In: ♥Artistic Creations♥, ♥~Husky ♥ers 4~Ever~♥, ★★★Hollywood Pups, FANCYPANTS CAFE, Bi-eyed Siberian Huskies, Dogs of Bryan/College Station, Huskies Furever!, Husky Heaven, We R Hats~ A Hat Club for Dogs and Cats, ~~~*♥Dog Park USA♥*~~~
Some time last year, my humans put me out on the streets. Maybe I was too hyper for them, maybe I chewed things I shouldn't, maybe I had one too many accidents, or maybe I was just misunderstood. Whatever it was, they decided they didn't love me anymore and instead of trying to find me a good home, they just put me out to fend for myself.
But...if they could see me now...
I'm a big, handsome, happy boy that loves life. I get to live in a big house, I have the best food and toys, I have my own massage chair that I've learned how to turn on, and I have a sister that lets me bite her and parents that love me.
So, to those people that thought I wasn't worth the trouble...I feel sorry for you even though I can barely remember you. You missed out on seeing what a great guy I turned out to be. But that's OK because I have a better life than you ever will.
Ever since I got my new home in October of 2008, I've hated it when my mom and dad leave. Even though I have my sister to keep me company when they're gone, I would still get so nervous and anxious. I would have accidents all over the house and tear up random things even when they were only gone for an hour. I never tore up anything important though...just a little plastic santa, a coffee scoop, a pillow, etc. I guess I was so worried that my mom and dad wouldn't come home and I would be homeless again.
Well, the past couple of weeks, I FINALLY GET IT! They ARE going to come back...they always do. I haven't had a single accident or torn up one single thing. I'm glad my parents don't work because I wouldn't want to be without them for 8 hours a day but now they can go out to eat without me freaking out. And Kya and I get special treats when mom and dad leave, so I really don't mind at all. :) LIFE IS GOOD!
OK, so I'm sure there's lots of pups out there that love to play with and eat toilet paper. I know I do. Well, if you're tired of the same old t.p., let me tell you how to spice things up. Here's what I do...take the roll of toilet paper and drop it in the toilet. Once it's soaked up a sufficient amount of water, take the toilet paper out, and take it to your favorite spot to enjoy your new treat. It makes a moist, delicious snack!
Dogster Obsessions: The Starter Kit for Dogs by Wildebeest
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