Age: 8 Years Sex: Male Weight: 11-25 lbs
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Sid, Sidalee, Sidums Lee, Liam, Leelee, Lonelee, Lovelee, Neenee, Beebs, Babeums
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October 23rd 2007
money, napkins, paper of all kinds, his wubba, the dog next door, peanut butter, rawhides, going in the car
being shut out of rooms, going to the vet, no, mean people and dogs, not getting what he wants
His blue puppy kong wubba
Peanut butter, turkey, cheese
standing on his hind legs and jumping, sitting
Lost other Jack Russell and then went to the breeder to get papers, saw Sidney but couldn't get him because we already had a male. When other dog died, went right back to breeder and picked up Sid.
I am a very important person. My mommy says I'm handsome. I also find myself hilarious, even if nobody else does. I'm was baptized Sidney Spartacus Fred Oreo Ricky Davis-Smith, but just go by Sidney. I try not to be a breedist, but I can't help but believe that Jack Russell Terriers are of superior intelligence and blood. Sue me.
I enjoy Green Day, classical music, naps, and giving Sidney-kisses.
My vices include biting, careless urination, cigarettes and incessant barking at nothing.
I also speak a bit of French.
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I've Been On Dogster Since:
|October 26th 2008
||More than 7 years!
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October 26th 2008 9:21 pm
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"Treats" by Sidney Spartacus Fred Oreo Ricky Davis-Smith
Life. without. Treats
Like an athlete without cleats
A butcher without meats
A rapper without beats
A cow without teats
A theater without seats
Thins without wheats
and a dancer without feets
I am nothing without my treats
October 26th 2008 9:10 pm
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Today the girl came home and smelled like puppies. She didn't bring puppies so I didn't punish her. She did bring two rawhide shoes, a rope toy, a squeaky bouncy kitty toy, and some "big boy food". Apparently I am "one so act like it". Believe me, now that I am not a puppy, things will be different around here.
I played fetch until I decided it was time to stop, watched the George Lopez show, and bit the boy when he tried to leave the house.
Tomorrow, I might chew up something valuable, but we'll see how things go.
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