|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: 6 days ago
Furiends, I have a couple of issues I would like to have some pawsitive pwayers for: The First Issue: I got sick a couple of weeks ago when Mom was on vacation. At the time I was diagnosed with Irritable Bowel Syndrome (IBS) and put on medications. I got better, went off the meds, and within two days the diarrhea and vomiting were back. I am now on the second set of the...