Bailey


Wheaten Terrier
Picture of Bailey, a male Wheaten Terrier

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Age: 8 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Nicknames:
Beary White

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

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Quick Bio:
-purebred

Birthday:
October 26th 2005

Likes:
Patrolling the yard, barking at squirrels, putting his head on your lap and staring up at you unnervingly, water, mud, snow, etc.

Pet-Peeves:
Bicyclists

Favorite Toy:
My lobster

Favorite Food:
Poultry, or anything other than what i normally eat... without wheat of course!

Favorite Walk:
I love to take walks in the woods, and around the pond so I can chase geese.

Best Tricks:
Dissociation and my many Houdini acts... Disspearing is a favorite

Arrival Story:
I knew a friends Wheaten, and fell in love with him. We found Bailey through an American breeder who flew him over from Limerick, Ireland.

Bio:
Rambunctious, curious, mischievous, and playful... Always eager to run away into strangers arms or plunge into a pond full of geese. Bailey is a free-spirited, independent dog that would kiss anyone he encountered... unless they were dressed like a squirrel. He loves his brothers, Moose a pomeranian and Bowser, a toy poodle, and his cousin Heineken, a Weimaraner.

The Groups I'm In:
★★★Hollywood Pups, Tri-State Wheatens, Wheaten Greetin

I've Been On Dogster Since:
December 25th 2008 More than 5 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
935178


Meet my family
BowserMoose

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Bailey Daily


New Year's Eve

December 31st 2008 9:20 pm
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My family keep telling me that I should resolve in this new year not to run away. Sometimes, when I'm patrolling the yard, I hear that great unknown calling me to run through gate and down the street. The terrier across the street has been looking over this way, I'll visit him if I get the chance. The dog next door likes to ignore me, but Max the beagle two houses down greets me very loudly every morning. Lately, I been trying to get that squirrel that like to hang out under the bird feeder. I am as quiet as I can be, he still eludes me by a step. That slow dove this summer was not so lucky. The snow has stopped. Tommorrow, my foot steps will be quiet and maybe the squirrel will not be so quick.

 
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