Pet-Peeves: surprise bottom scratches, water, cars driving by when she's walking
Favorite Toy: Her little squeaky piggy or hedgehog (neither of which she squeaks!)
Favorite Food: Spray cheese from a can!
Favorite Walk: anywhere, as long as it is frequent and varies
Best Tricks: Roll Over! Stay! Sit! Lie Down!
Bio: Joey got her name through evolution, her name is 'Christmas Joy' and was meant to be called 'Joy'. Joey rolled off the tongue easier and so it was. Joey likes the name, she's a rough and tumble girl, she's a tomboy and she knows she is a Joy.
Mama thinks I'm a chicken!! Because she PLUCKS AND PLUCKS AND PLUCKS ME! She is VERY happy when she gets a full tuft of hair. I am appreciative that she is grooming me like a monkey with her fingers, but sometimes I say NOT NOW MOMMY! I don't feel like a chicken right now!
Is this going to get worse? I sure hope she doesn't decide to throw me in the oven!! NOT A CHICKEN, MOMMY!!
Well we are all so sad. SOOOO sad. Dogster has grown and grown and it’s too big for it’s britches and now there are no britches to hold Dogster. So it’s ending. Over. Kaput. Done.
We’re really sad. Mama says we’re going to have to move to the book of faces with her. There’s a COOL person there named ‘Stone Gang’ who is keeping a list of all the Moms and Dads of Dogster dogs so we can find them on that book of faces. Mama is working on asking for more Dogster furrends today. She’s almost done with the A’s.
Find our furrends, Mama!! Get on the book of faces, dogs! We will prevail! Message us for our book of faces name! Or look on Stone Gang’s page! We’re there! Be there or be SQUARE!
MY MAMA TRUSTED ME to be with pepperoni and ham steaks ALONE!!
My Mama is not the brightest bulb in the box. That's what Frank tells me, but boy do I believe it now!
We went on errands together, with me backseat driving. She got meat at the grocery store, THEN went to another store!
If I were Buddha I could make a sad face that would make her forgive anything. If I were Frank I could pretend I didn't know any better. But it was me, and I had to do the right thing. I focused on the door my Mama went in until,she came back out!
Mama said she knew she was taking a chance. You can take a chance on me!!!