|Barked: Tue Nov 3, '09 8:43pm PST |
|I think I'm possibly a White Shep... with some other stuff thrown in. Or maybe I was a (shhh!) German Shepherd who was white and a bit of other mix... but landlords get nervous about actual GSD's, so until I get DNA tested or something, I'm sticking with White Shepherd mix. I'm a bit out of porportion for a GSD anyway, nose is a bit thick--malamuteish.
Hm. Stories? My mom is starting a dog park club.
I'm glad to be living with my new family, my old family (the new ones and shelter think) left me out on my runner all the time, even in yucky weather, and for some reason, thought I loved sneakers. Nope. I love balls, tuggy toys, and bones. I hate sneakers. I also have joined the ranks of um... fixed pets, doing my part to end overpopulation and helping me calm down a bit.
I'm a bit excitable, I whine and yodel and bark when I see the leash and halti getting ready, and if my dad and his dog head off in a direction mom and I aren't going. Mom's still trying to figure this one out so she can inturupt the behavior, because she eventually wants me to be a therapy dog or maybe a search and rescue dog.
My ears have brown freckles on the edges and tips, and they call me a lightly toasted marshmallow because I have a really light tan saddle (does this mean I can't have come from a White Shepherd parent?). I actually went as a s'more this Halloween...
Hm. Want more stories? I'm good at talking! Or, I have big ears, I can listen too...
I love your motto (play hard, sleep harder), I wish mom had thought of that for me. Do you make the "nnnnnnnnnnn" sigh sound when you lay down to sleep at night and finally get comfortable?
Happy post Howloween!
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