Toy Fox Terrier/Smooth Fox Terrier
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Home:Sacramento, CA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 13 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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   Leave a bone for Monkey

Monkeykins, Monkeydoodle, cutiekins, smoochie face :-) sausage

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

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Quick Bio:

May 31st 2004

She is crazy for food and loves to play, and steal my socks

Having her nails cut

Favorite Toy:
She loves socks! She will pull them right off your feet. Anything that sqeeks!! It has to sqeek!!

Favorite Food:
Any people food

Favorite Walk:
Any beach she can run off leash.

Best Tricks:

Arrival Story:
We got her out of the paper. Several weeks earlier we had our beloved Mr. Beasley put to sleep. I was lost without him and used to having two dogs. We brought her home at nine weeks. She is a great dog. We love her and she fits right in with our family.

The Groups I'm In:
FANCYPANTS CAFE, ~*Card Shower Gang*~, Alpha Canine Sorority, Cesar's Dogster Pack, Dogsters & Catsters Helping Others, Jay-Jay's Faithful Funders, PARADISE, President Isabel's Animal Abuse Commission, Sassy and Rusty's Wedding Group, Squeaky & Fuzzy, The Cheesecakes, Zippity Doo's Bag o'Poo, ^*BASH*^, ~~~*♥Dog Park USA♥*~~~

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I've Been On Dogster Since:
December 8th 2004 More than 12 years!

I Was In The:
See me in Dogster's 2005 Holiday Picture Party!
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Meet my family
CharlieMr. Beasley(In
loving memory)

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All about ME

My face

June 5th 2009 9:12 pm
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During the night mom got up to let me out to go potty and she waited for me at the door so she really didn't know what I might be up to. She thought things were fine when I came back in , but sometime later I kept rubbing my face and just acting strange. Finally she got up to see what might be wrong and my poor face was all swollen! My eyes and everything. She went and woke up poppa and he didn't know what could be wrong so we were off to a trip to the emergancy room!

The said I sure was having some kind of reaction! They gave me some shots and made me wait to see if the swelling was going to go down. It started to look better so they us all go home. Glad to say I'm doing much better. The swelling is almost all gone. Mom still does not know what I got into . Maybe a spider! But I am doing good!


A Rescue Dog's Christmas Poem

December 16th 2007 8:54 pm
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A Rescue Dog's Christmas Poem

Tis the night before Christmas and all through the town,
every shelter is full - we are lost, but not found,
Our numbers are hung on our kennels so bare,
we hope every minute that someone will care,
They'll come to adopt us and give us the call,
"Come here, Max and Sparkie - come fetch your new ball!!
But now we sit here and think of the days...
we were treated so fondly - we had cute, baby ways,
Once we were little, then we grew and we grew
now we're no longer young and we're no longer new.
So out the back door we were thrown like the trash,
they reacted so quickly - why were they so rash?
We "jump on the children:, "don't come when they call",
we "bark when they leave us", climb over the wall.
We should have been neutered, we should have been spayed,
now we suffer the consequence of the errors THEY made.
If only they'd trained us, if only we knew...
we'd have done what they asked us and worshiped them, too.
We were left in the backyard, or worse -let to roam-
now we're tired and lonely and out of a home.
They dropped us off here and they kissed us good-bye...
"Maybe someone else will give you a try."
So now here we are, all confused and alone...
in a shelter with others who long for a home.
The kind workers come through with a meal and a pat,
with so many to care for, they can't stay to chat,
They move to the next kennel, giving each of us cheer...
we know that they wonder how long we'll be here.
We lay down to sleep and sweet dreams fill our heads...
of a home filled with love and our own cozy beds.
Then we wake to see sad eyes, brimming with tears -
our friends filled with emptiness, worry, and fear.
If you can't adopt us and there's no room at the Inn -
could you help with the bills and fill our food bin?
We count on your kindness each day of the year -
can you give more than hope to everyone here?
Please make a donation to pay for the heat...
and help get us something special to eat.
The shelter that cares for us wants us to live,
and more of us will, if more people will give.

--Author Unknown


Guess what I brought to bed

September 24th 2007 8:00 pm
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Well it was about 1:30 in the morning, and Charlie started barking so mom got up and let us out to go potty. Charlie came back in right away. But I was taking my time then I came back in and jumped back up on the bed and mom lifted up the covers and then something wet and sticky fell on her arm. She thought to herself oh no what is that and reached down and picked it up and it was cat POOP!!! Yuck!!!

I guess she was going to share! No thank you my Monkey girl!!!!

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