People think I'm called Doobie because of weed. It's actually Hebrew for "Little Bear" or "Cub". It suits me. (It still means weed, heh, heh.)..It's pretty simple, really. I was the pup of a litter of a homeless person. I was rescued by a one woman animal rescue called "Animal Angels" that's run by a woman named Polly. She connected me with my Mommy & Daddy @ 5 weeks old. it's all hearsay. I obviously don't remember. I know my Bio-Mom was a G-Shephard. My Daddy thinks my Bio-Dad was a Pit. I know I'm more exotic looking than I really am. Just lucky, I guess. I love to go to the Dog Park. I love to be with my Mommy and Daddy whenever possible. I love when they have all our friends over. I love my Woobie. It's a Nickname for a pillow that I tend to suck on until I bight it, then destroy it. It lasts about a month, then a new one magically appears! I love it! I love to chill. I love to eat, of course. I love treats, of course. I love to sniff ass and pee. Then I'll pee on the pee. I love all people except people who come near the car to beg for stuff. I'd love to tag one of those fuckers one day. I'm very sensitive to energy, so if you're in a shitty mood, I'll know it. Even if you think you're faking it well. In which case, I'll split. I love kids. I'm not to fond of people who hobble. I can't explain it. It just bothers me, so sometimes I'll bark at them. It's a defense mechanism I guess. Domestic city life can be tricky sometimes. My Daddy's a photographer and sometimes I model for him. I work cheap. I love to roll around and lay on the grass. I love my girl Tehu. She's my girl. Always has been, and always will be. I like some boy dogs. It just depends. However, if you have a pair of BALLS dangling between your legs, I'll fuckin lose it. At the very least I'll growl & try to buttfuck you (Like prison buttfuck, not WeHo buttfuck). At the worst, I'll try to eat your fucking jugular and shake you 'till you cry, "Uncle". That is, if you can talk when I'm done with you. Phew, that was a rant. I don't know what it is about that smell that makes me turn into fucking Cujo. Anyways, city-life is tricky...
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This afternoon at the Lake Hollywood Park/Dog Park, little Mija, a Dachshund, was killed by a pit-bull in front of me and about 30 other people. Despite what this may sound like, I do not blame the Pi... Posted by on Sun, 13 Nov 2005 20:21:00 GMT