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Leave a bone for Augie
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Augie-Doggie; Wuggly; Cutie Boy; Augster; The Auginator
Activity of any kind - he's ALL terrier when it comes to that!
I believe that Augie is a reincarnated neurosurgeon. He can gut, disembowel and successfully remove a squeaker from a new stuffed toy in under 30 seconds! I've timed him!
None in particular - he's very gentle with latex toys, but utterly destroys vinyl or plastic ones. He enjoys a chewie stick now and then.
Tomato bits, cheese, bacon, chicken, hotdogs.
When told to "Be cute!" Augie will lay his head on your knee, flutter his eyelashes and ...well, he just looks cute!
On January 12, 2008 Augie lost a protracted battle with cancer and crossed over the Rainbow Bridge to be with his 'big brudder' and beloved companion, Chamois. He was a spunky, ornery "tiny terriorist" and I will miss many things about him.
Augie was actually a private training client whose mom hired me when he was only 3 months old. She'd allowed herself to be talked into adopting him from the humane shelter to replace her deceased 17-year-old Lhasa-Apso (that had become not much more than a lap pillow in her declining years). Augie (or 'Sandy' as he was known then) was a small ball of fire and his new mom was terrified of his energy. She called him a piranha on legs and showed me the nips and scratches on her ankles and wrists to prove his wild antics. Unfortunately she'd been keeping him crated nearly 24/7 so he was wound tighter than a coiled spring with unspent energy. In our third week of training, his owner called to tell me that she suffered from a bipolar condition and had voluntarily commited herself to a mental facility for treatment. She asked if I could "keep" Sandy for a few weeks until she was better. Weeks however, dragged into months and after three had elapsed (and I was finally able to get her to return my calls) she told me that she had asked her sister to move into her home, and she would remain under the longterm care of institution. She said Sandy was mine to adopt or she'd have her sister return him to the shelter. I was committed to helping this poor little guy out (who was really the victim of a bad adoption match and no one to understand his puppy issues) so 'Sandy' became Augie and came to live with me permanently.
Augie was a challenge from the day we first met. He was first and foremost a terrier - and I am NOT a terrier person. He pushed the envelope (and my buttons) continuously. Nonetheless, he had qualities that endeared him to me and others and that is why he has remained a part of my home for nearly 11 years. He slowed down a lot eventually, barking his frustration with things. But he was a wonderful bachelor uncle to first Sable, Chelsea and Teddy. He successfully taught each of the dogs the art of fighting, wrestling and rough play (all sound and fury, but never an injury) kind of like a coach. His final days, regrettably were filled with pain and stoic resolve fighting off the cancer that eventually beat him down. All he really wanted was to find a sunny spot to sleep in, go for a stroll around the block and bark at the neighbors' dogs just to remind them he was still the senior old man in this part of town.
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|December 16th 2004
||More than 8 years!
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