|Birthday||July 27, 2001|
|Favorite Toy||my numerous balls|
|Favorite Activity||Isn't that obvious?|
|Pet-Peeves||Roadrunners 'cause I can't catch them|
|Tricks||wait, leave it, giving high Five,catching frisbees|
|Number of Friends||1246|
Hello, MacDougal here and welcome to my page!
I'm twelve years old and I'm a Cairn Terror (oops, I meant to say "Cairn Terrier") aka Mac, Dougie,Furbutt or Hundemensch. I'm a BIG dog in a little body with a GIANT heart and I live in So. California. Mom says she can't believe I'm over thirteen years old 'cause I still have so much puppy inside me. That makes me a senior pup. BUT my eyes have not lost their sparkle and my tail is always wagging. I love to play play and play and play some more.
I live to eat and play ball. I'm a very smart boy and know all my balls by color. Say, "get the red ball", and I'll fetch it for you. Say, "get the blue ball", and I'll get that too. Get the picture?
I am supposed to be in my"golden years" whatever that is supposed to mean. I have to admit, I have slowed down some and I nap more in between my bursts of energy.
Posted on: 4 days ago
Mom is doing the happy dance. You know the one.......I had this really weird growth on the inside of my ear that had Mom worried. A lot. I had it checked out by a vet up north a few months ago because Mom thought it was a tick, and that vet said it was a skin tag and was nothing to worry about. Well, the thing grew like you wouldn't believe