Post by ryan on Aug 21, 2011 16:38:20 GMT -5
Hi, I'm Ryan (I'm sure you could have guessed 
) . Since I'm sure you could care less about me I'll just jump right to the dogs.
I currently live with 5 dogs and own 3 and a half lol.
Fudge is my BC/ GSD most likely. He's 3 and the most bratty dog ever. He doesn't have a problem sharing his opinions with you, whether you want to hear them or not!
Taz was my first dog. He's a 3 y/o working bred English Springer Spaniel and a total water junkie. He's my bombproof dog. I can put him in any situation and trust him totally unless water is involved. He's almost jumped into the path of a lorry before to get to the sea.
But he's also a total angel and a champion snuggler
Then there's Scamp the JRT. My little devil turned angel dog. He's 2 and a half (yeah my family's not very smart, can you tell?). He used to be very DA, to the point where I refused to take him anywhere in public for a few months. Now he's practically as bombproof as Taz. He's gotten so good that we've even started agility training and are working towards his CGC.
Then finally there's Tika, my "half" a dog. She technically belongs to my dad, is formally a family dog and whenever she does anythign bad, she belongs to me. She's a ten year old labrador who enjoys eating door frames, shoes, laptop/phone chargers and ripping carpet up. She detests other dogs and it took her 2 years to accept that Scamp was a a part of the family and she wasn't allowed to eat him. Which is exactly the same time that Scamp grew a brain. She spends her day sleeping, stealing food and wrestling the other dogs if she can persaude them to play. She's the boss of the house. Everyone else might be younger and fitter but when Tika tells you to back off you back off.
And then there's the demon twins. They were orphaned at 4 weeks old and we were stupid enough to keep them and the dogs are too well behaved to murder them, although they would dearly like to.
Oliver (Olivia really but I prefer Oliver)
And Twist (excuse the mess, I'd just trimmed Taz)
The 5th dog is my mums newfoundland Ozzy. He's our rescue dog. He was five when we got him and had been chained up outside for three years before his breeder found out and took him back. He's 8 now and doesn't really do much more than eat and sleep.
And I think that's all!!
) . Since I'm sure you could care less about me I'll just jump right to the dogs.I currently live with 5 dogs and own 3 and a half lol.
Fudge is my BC/ GSD most likely. He's 3 and the most bratty dog ever. He doesn't have a problem sharing his opinions with you, whether you want to hear them or not!
Taz was my first dog. He's a 3 y/o working bred English Springer Spaniel and a total water junkie. He's my bombproof dog. I can put him in any situation and trust him totally unless water is involved. He's almost jumped into the path of a lorry before to get to the sea.
But he's also a total angel and a champion snuggler
Then there's Scamp the JRT. My little devil turned angel dog. He's 2 and a half (yeah my family's not very smart, can you tell?). He used to be very DA, to the point where I refused to take him anywhere in public for a few months. Now he's practically as bombproof as Taz. He's gotten so good that we've even started agility training and are working towards his CGC.
Then finally there's Tika, my "half" a dog. She technically belongs to my dad, is formally a family dog and whenever she does anythign bad, she belongs to me. She's a ten year old labrador who enjoys eating door frames, shoes, laptop/phone chargers and ripping carpet up. She detests other dogs and it took her 2 years to accept that Scamp was a a part of the family and she wasn't allowed to eat him. Which is exactly the same time that Scamp grew a brain. She spends her day sleeping, stealing food and wrestling the other dogs if she can persaude them to play. She's the boss of the house. Everyone else might be younger and fitter but when Tika tells you to back off you back off.
And then there's the demon twins. They were orphaned at 4 weeks old and we were stupid enough to keep them and the dogs are too well behaved to murder them, although they would dearly like to.
Oliver (Olivia really but I prefer Oliver)
And Twist (excuse the mess, I'd just trimmed Taz)
The 5th dog is my mums newfoundland Ozzy. He's our rescue dog. He was five when we got him and had been chained up outside for three years before his breeder found out and took him back. He's 8 now and doesn't really do much more than eat and sleep.
And I think that's all!!
