Border Collie
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Home:Toowoomba, Australia  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 8 Years   Sex: Male

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Pup, Puppy, Sheppy, Sheps

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Sun Sign:
November 22nd 2008

Swimming in the dam and sleeping on my bed

Birds that sqeak at him and cars

Favorite Toy:
Anything squeaky!

Favorite Food:
Treats of all sorts; grapes, sausages, dog food, dog treats etc

Favorite Walk:
Somewhere with water, birds and things to pee on

Best Tricks:
High-five, wait, which hand, down, sit, stay, come, roll-over, heel, up, over, jump, through, around, seek, chase, fetch

Arrival Story:
A couple years back I had a little maltese cross called Milo - my first dog (that I had to pay for) but who had awful ear problems. A year after I got him, I came home from school one day and found that my parents had had him put down. I was devestated and for a long time I had depression. Mum and Dad had said no more dogs, but even they could see that I couldn't handle life without animals. So one day I came home from a hike and there was mum holding this tiny bundle of fur. I immediately called him Shep and since then he has become by far the best dog we have ever owned. Shep got hit by a car when he was 2 years old. After a year of limping on one leg, the vets finally said the nerve damage was too great for him to ever recover from. We had his leg amputated and for a long time we all felt guilty whenever we looked at him. Now though, we don't even notice he's a leg down - he still chases after the motorbike, he still plays fetch and tug and he still loves going for walks around the park. I tried to bring him back into agility, but he has very little interest in it any more. Overall though I hope he is happy, because I couldn't bear the thought of losing him.

Forums Motto:
Bring on the sheepies!

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can dogs hold grudges (and other attitude problems)

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January 7th 2009 More than 8 years!

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The Hot Day and Me

Still Sad, Sorry and... Wet?

January 18th 2011 11:07 pm
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Dear Diary,

Well this has been an interesting few weeks. It started raining a few weeks, if not months before Christmas and has pretty much stopped since then. On January 11th, 2011, Indy, my family and me were all caught in that awful Toowoomba floods in QLD. The rain was heavy and my mistress did not come home that night. Nor the next night or the night after. Her two brothers were still at home, but they were quiet and there was no power in the house for almost a week. Our food even got damp and the lid of the food bin was kept on tightly the entire time.

When my mistress finally did come home I was glad to see her. She spent lots of time with us for the next couple of days and didn't leave the house. I think she was afraid she would get cut off from us again. The days have gradually gotten sunny again and this time I miss the rain. I think there is more coming though - it is so muggy and hot and I all seem to do lately is lie inside with the family under the aircon. I'd rather Indy didn't come in, but they insist that he deserves to get out of the heat as well.

Oh well, the water was fun to play in, although there have been an awful lot of snakes around here lately. I almost got bitten by one, but my family chopped its head off with the shovel. Indy is still stupid, he kept jumping over it and it would strike out at him. He must have gotten lucky though because it never really came close to biting him.

The water has receded now, but our paddock is still waterlogged and the family won't let us run down there in case of snake bites. Instead we get lots of balls thrown for us and my mistress hints that there are tasty treats hidden all over the garden. I find the most - Indy jusually just follows me around and tries to take the ones I find. Sometimes I let him have one or two because I feel sorry that he is so dumb that he can't find his own, but the majority I eat for myself.

Well, till next time.




May 22nd 2010 4:08 pm
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Dear Diary,

I am feeling very sore at the moment, and can't help licking at the bandage on my front leg. Yesterday, at 5:53pm on Saturday 22nd May 2010, I got hit by a car. It was my own fault of course, as much as I am ashamed to admit it, but it still hurts.

My owners had gotten back from picking my mistress up from work, and her brother got out to open the gate. I was excited to see him of course, although i would have preferred to see her, but then suddenly, I heard a car coming up the road.

They move so quick, just waiting to be herded, and ignoring the shout of the brother I dashed out on the road. Next thing I knew, I was rolling around in the table drain, my leg and my side was on fire. My mistress and her family rushed over to me and it helped when they murmured soothingly to me. The driver of the car stopped and came back, and although apologetic he had to leave soon after for work.

Other neighbours had also rushed out, but their whiny voices annoyed me; I didn't know them, didn't like them and wanted them gone. Eventually my mistress and her dad carried me back to the car. I think he was going to carry me down to the house, but I managed to jump into the car by myelf, even with my body hurting so much.

I could smell the blood on the seat but my owners didn't seem to care, they opened the door at the house and I jumped out, but they stopped me and picked me up again. Once inside my mistress grabbed my pillows and a blanket and her dad laid me down. Quickly they found the first aid kit and tried washing my leg, but it hurt too much and I squirmed away.

I heard my mistress on the phone, and not long after my leg had been bandaged, they put my back in the car, surrounded by pillows and blankets. We drove for a long time, or so it seemed, for I found out later that our normal vet wasn't opened after hours and we had to drive to their second clinic about 40 minutes away. Finally we got there and they lifted me out again, before setting me down inside a bright room. A nice lady bent down to look at me, before they took me inside another bright room that smelt kinda funny. The height of the table scared me and I tried jumping down, but my family held me in place.

She took my leg and squirted some stinging stuff into my main wound, pulling out pieces of grass, dirt and gravel in a growing pile. after she was finished cleaning it, she examined my split paw, and cleaned a cut above my eye and then some more cuts on my leg before finally bandaging my wound again. Then the needles came; a pain killer apparently, a tetanus and an antibiotics shot.

My leg was still hurting and every time I tried to walk on it I fell on my shoulder. The vet was worried I had damged my nerves and wouldn't regain full use of my leg again, which would mean they would have to amputate it. I don't want that to happen, and my owners don't seem to think it will.

After we got home they set me up in the garage with my bed and my pillows and some food and water close by. I jumped out when they put me on, even managing to stay upright and limped slowly into the kitchen, then jumped up on the lounge. Not long after everyone went to bed, but my mistress stayed up with me until midnight. Her parents told her to go to bed, so winking at me she carefully carried me into her room and laid me on her bed. It was nice and warm in her room so we both got to sleep very quickly.

Will update my progress soon,

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