Smokey


Cardigan Welsh Corgi/Shetland Sheepdog
Picture of Smokey, a male Cardigan Welsh Corgi/Shetland Sheepdog

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Home:Ypsilanti, MI  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Male   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Nicknames:
Smoke

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

Quick Bio:
-pound dog

Likes:
Playing tug

Pet-Peeves:
squirrels, the doorbell, the rabbits under the deck

Favorite Toy:
His fuzzy tug toy

Favorite Food:
anything we have, especially cheese and peanutbutter

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere

Best Tricks:
belly up and shake

Arrival Story:
I had checked several sites online for dogs available for adoption in our area. My wife and I went to the Dearborn animal shelter to look at another dog we saw online. But when we got there that dog was just too wild. Then I saw Smokey, we both loved him, and had to take him home!

Bio:
Smokey loves to try to heard any children who come over.

Forums Motto:
Ankle Biter

The Groups I'm In:
Corgis of Michigan

I've Been On Dogster Since:
December 7th 2004 More than 10 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
94299


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Ramblings of Smokey the Dog


Thoughts On Smokey's Passing

March 29th 2010 1:18 am
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I wanted to jot down some thoughts before I forget.

Before this all started I took Smokey for granted. After Smokey was diagnosed with cancer, I wondered “Is this going to be the last time we do X, or Y or Z?”

The day we dropped Smokey off at the vet for the fateful ultrasound and blood draw, it started to rain as we drove off. I thought to myself that the angels are crying because it’s not going to be good news. (And it wasn’t.)

Early on when I was praying for Smokey and crying one night, the Lord smacked me upside the head in the way he sometimes does. A thought came to me, “You are weeping for your pet who is sick. How do you think I feel about all my children who are sick with sin?” I was ashamed to realize I was crying more over Smokey than for those who were facing eternal damnation without Christ.

One of the stupid worries I came up with was “What are we going to do with all that boiled chicken?” (That was all that he ate during his last weeks.)

I find that I miss having to be careful where I put my feet when I get out of bed in the middle of the night.
Little things like the gate we used to put up across the basement stairs remind me he’s not here.
Every time I open the front door I am reminded that I don’t have to keep an eye out for Smokey trying to get out.
When I hear a doorbell ring on TV I can almost hear Smokey bark at it.
A dog toy found under the bed brings a tear to our eyes.

He was such a good dog.
On the last trip to the emergency animal clinic he didn’t yelp or anything when they put in the IV in his leg or when they taped it down or anything.
When they gave him the shot he just slowly lowered his head onto his paw
and he was gone.

Things changed forever;
Fall was my favorite season, now it will be tinged with sadness because fall is the season in which Smokey died.

My wife’s birthday in September was a happy occasion, now it will be remembered with sadness because it was the day we found out Smokey had cancer.

All you squirrels, possums in the middle of the night and Kittens under the deck can rest easy for now. But don't get too complacent, because we will be getting another dog (or two)

 

WALMART won't let me shop there anymore!!!

January 30th 2008 12:35 am
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an e-mail forwarded to me by my alpha female...

Yesterday I was buying a large bag of Purina dog chow for MIKI, the
wonder dog, at WalMart and was about to check out. A woman behind me
asked if I had a dog. On impulse on this stupid question, I told her no, I
didn't have a dog, and that I was starting the Purina Diet again.

Although I probably shouldn't, because I'd ended up in the hospital
last time, but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive
care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both
arms.

I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that
it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and simply
eat one or two every time you feel hungry and that the food is
nutritionally complete so I was going to try it again. (I have to mention here
that practically everyone in the line was by now enthralled with my
story.)

Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog
food poisoned me.

I told her no; I stepped off a curb to sniff an Irish Setter's butt and
a car hit us both.

I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack, he was
laughing so hard!

WALMART won't let me shop there anymore!!!

 

Rules for dogs at Christmas

December 23rd 2006 11:56 pm
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1. Be especially patient with your humans during this time. They may appear to be more stressed-out than usual and they will appreciate long comforting dog cuddles.

2. They may come home with large bags of things they call gifts. Do not assume that all the gifts are yours.

3. Be tolerant if your humans put decorations on you. They seem to get some special kind of pleasure out of seeing how you look with fake antlers.

4. They may bring a large tree into the house and set it up in a prominent place and cover it with lights and decorations. Bizarre as this may seem to you, it is an important ritual for your humans, so there are some things you need to know: Don't pee on the tree... Don't drink water in the container that holds the tree... Mind your tail when you are near the tree... If there are packages under the tree, even ones that smell interesting or that have your name on them, don't trip them open... And Don't chew on the cord that runs from the funny-looking hole in the wall to the tree.

5. Your humans may occasionally invite lots of strangers to come visit during this season. These parties can be lots of fun, but they also call for some discretion on your part: Not all strangers appreciate kisses and leans. Don't eat off the buffet table. Beg for goodies subtly. Be pleasant, even if unknowing strangers sit on your spot on the sofa -- they don't know any better. Don't drink out of glasses that are left within your reach unless you can get away with it...

6. Likewise, your humans may take you visiting. Here your manners will also be important: Observe all the rules in #4 for trees that may be in other people's houses. (4a is particularly important) Respect the territory of other animals that may live in the house. Be nice to the kiddies. Turn on
your charm big time.

7. A big man with a white beard and a very loud laugh may emerge from your fireplace in the middle of the night. DO NOT BITE HIM!!!

 
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