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I went home with Buddy aka Bart! After almost a year he seemed to remember me: we came from the same shelter in South Carolina!
We are an item!!
I said my good byes and now let's go to the car already!
I am back at the terrier bootcamp. Because I misbehaved, Twice I bit a child. The first time a girl took away the ball I was playing with and I nipped her hand. Not such a big deal. But the 2nd time I bit the 6 year old boy when he bent down and tried to take away my toy. I love my toys. No broken skin. But that was it! I had to go, although they all really loved me. But no go with kids, when I am playing with my toys.
Here, I often play with my rubber ball, the one that barks when you kick it around, and I have yet to growl or show any sign of protection of toys or food. And I am right in the middle of all the other dogs here, don't need to be in a crate, eat among them, sleep among them, kick my tennis ball around. No problem! Guess it's just in your face kids that I am not up to.
Otherwise I was darn good dog, learned a few tricks, very neat in the house and even in the yard. Alert and barking for strangers but never aggressive around them. I had only been there for 6 months. I was very attached to the mom, and respectful toward the dad. They called be Chopper - no kidding! They did of course not know when they named me. Now I am called Chaplin. I can be a clown. Before I was adopted my name was McDuff.
Not much is known about my life in South Carolina. I ended up in a pound that gets about 50 dogs every week, only a few get out alive, most die in a gas chamber. You can see some "old" pictures of me when you scroll down. I looked like a different dog then, infested with fleas and parasites. Maybe I was a stray. I cannot be trusted of leash, I am too curious.
What breed? Best guess is a combination of Wheaten Terrier and Chow.
How old? Young, maybe a few months over two years judging from my teeth. I am healthy, fixed, on heartworm prevention and all that of course. I even got my teeth brushed and ate Hunde Flocken at my adoptive home.
Anyways. I like it here, but I have to move on, find a family of my own. Could I be your dog?
No, this is not a duplicate of the photo above. Detail! But I admit I am a ham for photos shoots!
|Sparky,the blue eyed Catahoula, recognized me immediately and was all over me! We were together at the South Carolina pound and then in a boarding kennel..|
The shaggy guy, in case you are wondering, is not looking for a home. He is the old resident terrier here and keeps us little guys in check, He herds us!
The photo above were taken in my adoptive home.