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Leave a bone for Bailey
Nicknames: Nutsy, Nutso, Silly Boy, Dummy, Crazy Boy, Bailey Boy, Chief Bailey's Irish Cream
Doggie Dynamics:
Energy
sleepy
energetic
Intelligence
silly
genius
Friendliness
aggressive
affectionate
Playfulness
not playful
very playful
Disposition
anxious
calm
Quick Bio:
-purebred
Likes: horseplaying, eating, rolling around in dirt, going for R-I-D-E-S, being the boss, his doggie girlfriend (she visits him at the park), Corey
Pet-Peeves: other doggies trying to play with his humans, being alone, doorbells, tires (oddly enough), Blaxter, baths, the VET, strangers invading HIS territory
Favorite Toy: his dad, scarves, shoes, socks, keys, paper towel rolls, soccer and volleyballs, Corey, Scout, stuffed animals, anything the cats are interested in, and when all else fails...his nubbin of a tail (he still thinks he just might get it one of these days)
Favorite Food: he'll eat almost anything...but he doesn't like mushrooms and pretzels
Favorite Walk: at the park where he can play with his girl friend
Best Tricks: hanging from a tree limb with his mouth, playing soccer, herding humans and other dogs, figuring us out
Arrival Story: We bought Bailey at the local pet store after absolutely falling in love with him. Normally, we wouldn't even consider buying an animal from a pet store, but we just couldn't resist him. We didn't plan on even getting a dog, but I have always had an affinity for Corgis, so it was pretty much love at first sight. Then we ended up making room for a doggy among a house full of cat lovers.
Bio: Bailey is a bit of a nutcase. He definitely thinks he is in control of US...and we let him think that. He loves to wrestle with my dad and chase us all over the yard. Bailey is definitely a control freak. When he goes to the park to play with other dogs, he immediately becomes the boss. It's funny to watch because he's usually much smaller than they are. He's a big dog in a small dog's body. It's very uncommon to see him sit still for more than about 2 seconds....so he's a bit hyper. But most of all, he loves his owners and is very (over) protective of them.
Forums Motto: Don't try to pull anything over on me!
The Groups I'm In: ♥♥♥ CLUB CORGI ♥♥♥
I've Been On Dogster Since:
In case you haven't noticed from the terribly embarassing pictures on here, my owners have a fascination with turning me upside down. Now this is starting to get on my nerves, you see. I don't like being upside down and that's all there is to it! I look stupid and I absolutely DO NOT have control of the situation...and I must be in control. Then, to make it all worse, they laugh at me when I'm like that. How utterly humiliating! How would they like it if I turned them upside down? Well, they probably wouldn't mind so much seeing how they're legs don't stick up in the air like an overtuned ladybug! Oh...I'm so embarassed over this...
Well, I was a bad boy today. I grabbed my master's hat and wouldn't let him have it...and then I...um...tore a tiny, but noticeable hole in it. I thought it would be funny at first, but I didn't mean to take it so far. He seemed to be pretty mad at me for disobeying him, but I just HAD to have that hat. I don't know, it just had a hold on me! I was obsessed with it.
I know that I was a bad boy, but I am a dog! You know what I'm saying, my fellow canines?! We can't be expected to know when to give something back or when to stop doing this or stop doing that! We don't even speak the same language! I say that we band together and stand up to these so-called "masters"! Who's with me?!
......Anyone? Anyone? Umm...I uh...I guess I will go it alone then. Wait...what am I talking about again? I seem to have forgotten.