Likes: Walkies, eating, rides in the car, eating, hiding, eating, hiding food.
Pet-Peeves: Loud noises, fireworks, strange doggies she doesn't know.
Favorite Toy: She doesn't really like toys. She likes hiding food everywhere.
Favorite Food: Anything. Mostly chicken, but she loves her kibble- and cat food.
Favorite Walk: Usually familiar territory, around the neighborhood. Up trails, sometimes.
Best Tricks: Sit, give paw and roll over when she learned it was a double treat! She can Stay! now.
Arrival Story: I had just lost Caesar, my Malamute and Maya, my Timberwolf, at almost the same time- they were both very old. My remaining doggie, Vinnie, wondered where everyone went. I decided to look at the shelters and in the newspaper for a dog that needed a home. I found Casey in the paper- her family was moving, and they could only take two of their dogs, they said. ?? Yeah, I know. They said she was a smallish mixed-breed, blonde colored dog . She sounded nice, so I brought Vinnie to see how they would get along. I met her first, large family- two other dogs, very friendly. They had to go and get her from the back yard- they had to drag her inside, she was so scared! But she was so cute!
She and Vinnie met - a little growl, a little sniffing, and that was that. They liked each other. So I decided I'd take her, and the people said, "No, that's okay, don't pay anything, just take her." (She would have gone to the pound the next day.) So I took her home, got a vet check-up and had her spayed, and she and Vinnie became pals.
Bio: After Casey came home, (I renamed her- they called her Baily, and I thought that was a boy's name), I was worried. All she did was hide. So I called her old owners, and the line was disconnected! I didn't know quite what to do with such a scared doggie. But I kept her. I didn't know what she went through, and she couldn't tell me. It took a lot longer for Casey to warm up to me, or to her new home. I believe she was an "outside" dog at her old house- and, I think the other dogs (they were bigger than her) used to steal her food. At feeding time, she would grab a mouthful, and run to a back bedroom she made her "nest", and eat. Even when I gave her a milkbone, a treat, she would take it and go hide it. I let her have "safety zone" for awhile- I'd find a stash of milkbones, rawhide bones, toys, etc. under the bed where she'd put them to save. Happily, now, she's more social, not as afraid anyone will take her food, eats with the other dogs, and even asks to be petted!!! That took almost 2 years! I love her, and she walks with the pack, just like a big dog! The really big day was, when she came up to me, sat, and gave me her paw! Without me asking! She's still scared of other people and dogs, though. She probably always will be. But she has her forever home now, with us!
According to Mom, my synapses aren't up to par. I'm a happy doggie, just feed me, brush me and pet me.
I don't understand a lot- when Mom took us for our kennelcough shots- and to kennel when she was going on a trip, I was so scared!
I thought she was giving me up! Sniff! I tried to run. Once right back to the van (mom's dad was helping), and to the kennel, the staff had to come out!
Mommy promised it was just for a week or so, I guess I didn't understand. I was not treated well the first year of my life. Mom saw that. She stuck in there with me. Finally, I thought, I'm safe!
Then this trip! and being kenneled- I lost it totally.
Maybe it wasn't meant to be at this time. Mom is going next fall. For now, I feel so safe back home. I know I am loved and cared for.
Mom said to say: we'll be back soon to say hi to our pals.
We FINALLY can safely and without glitches, roam freely on the computer again- a people problem. Mom wanted to update our pages a bit, and realized although I'm, part chihuaua- I'm not a chow- not enough fur- but I'm something else.
*SIGH* So, she put "Lab"- what do you think?
"The Quotable Dog"
I know that dogs are pack animals, but it is difficult to imagine a pack of standard poodles. And if there was such a thing as a pack of standard poodles, where would they rove to? Bloomingdale's?
A special bark out goes to our pal Howard- because if it wasn't for him, gosh we might not have come back to Dogster. Thanks for the pawmails, Howie!
I'd also like to thank Toby Aragorn for the very pretty birthday picture- and the pack: Chandler Ray, Lilly-Rose, Tweety, Cally, Toby and the Angels: Wyatt, Sammy and Aragorn.
Also, our doggie pals that remembered Sammy and Vinnie:
Zack, Chelsea, Buster, Nikki, Connoi& Co., The Cali Crew, Coco Rose, Logan, Simba Blue, Bay Ling, Puff, Sandra (aka Thumper), Kramer, Kisha, Molly, Sheldon, Buddy Bush.
Hope I didn't forget anyone, if I did, blame it on Mom. She's had a rough couple of months. She's retired, by the VA. We get good dinners, and walkies, but there's times she can't get herself out of bed. Well, that's where we come in. "Come on, mom, let's GO!" Get up, let's go!
Where would she be without us? She'll grumble, and say, OKAY! let's go for a walk! She feels better, WE feel better.
Thanks to our Pals- Mom said she's going to Forum and post for all the zealies- and give out prezzies. YAY!