|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||1252|
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 eleven 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'm also a therapy dog and go to the local cancer center once a week to cheer the patients up. I take my job very seriously so you see, I'm not just all about "play".
Posted on: 4 months ago
I had dictated such a nice thank you message for all my furiends thanking them for my barkday wishes and it isn't where it's supposed to be. Mom says it probably went to that computer rainbow bridge called Cyber Heaven. Anyhow, I have instructed Mom to write another one and here it is. THANK YOU FOR THOSE NICE COMMENTS ON MY 12TH BARKDAY...