Meet My Dogs

I have a total of four dogs, two little and two big. Beau a blue healer he is a little over 6 years old, he’s the oldest. Nugget he is a Sharpe mixed with Boxer he will be 5 in December. Mac he is a Chihuahua mixed with Wiener dog he is a little over 5. Then the youngest Bronco, he is a long hair Chihuahua he is not even a year old yet. Beau and Nugget stay outside and guard the outside of the house, they like it outside and Nugget would come in the house because he is scared of the floor. Mac and Bronco stay inside with me. Mac loves it outside but he tries fighting with Nugget, his mouth is as bigger than Mac’s head. Then Bronco, he’s so small he will get lost in the back yard for weeks. I only have male dogs, I only had a female dog in my life when I was still a baby, just because my mom didn’t want to deal with puppies.  

(L: Brutus Brothers Dog & R: Beau)

Beau, he is a very good dog, he loves to run and jump. A little story about him and I, when I was 16, I had him for a couple month and wanted to go take him for a walk, to go around the fire station to see the fire fighter I liked. Well we left there and were heading home and decided to run, I was in flip flops first off, then I was running on asphalt that should have been a no-no. Then the dog went between my legs, now I was running pretty fast, I face planted onto the asphalt, I laid there in the middle of the road for a good 10 minutes, I think I was conscious the whole time I don’t remember but Beau stayed right next to me. I realized I was tasting blood, I thought I bit my tongue off or hurt my neck or I was going to die. I finally rolled on my back and called my mom, she got there so fast. Helped me in the car and I started hurting, especially my mouth. The after results, hands, boobs, chin scarped up no bad to need stitches but I was picking asphalt out of my skin. Luckily I was wearing jeans they took a hard blow. My teeth, scraped my teeth and broke a tooth with just the base and a little in the front, I have a crown now because of it.

(Nugget & Brother)

Nugget, my grandpa gave him to me for Valentines. He is a big dog but as nice as could be. Looks scary and mean but wouldn’t hurt a fly, he is terrified of the wood floors in my house. I don’t know why, but he will walk half way through then turn around and go back. It’s so strange. Nugget has feelings, I got mad at him when he was about 6 months old and was driving home from my boyfriends to my moms and the whole way he had his headed turned to the window, he was upset I was mad at him. I got mad at him because he ate my shoe, a cute shoe at that. Now that he is older, I don’t stand next to him because when he shakes his tail it feels like a whip and it hurts.

Mac, he was so cute when he was a puppy, he was a brat and took him about 2 years to learn how to potty outside. I moved back in with my parents and was going to school and working, this was the same time my dad retired. So my dad would stay with him all day. Even wanted to charge me for “babysitting”. After a while you could not spate those to, they attached so fast it was ridiculous. My dad even referred to him as his favorite, because he would complain or ask for anything. One thing I noticed about him was he started getting fat. Imagine a blimp on stilts. Really big body and tiny legs. He is not even 2 feet tall when he’s standing on all fours, he is about 2 feet long, but he is wide he weighs 20 pounds. For how small he is it’s huge. He’s on a diet now and has gotten smaller, but I almost give myself a hernia lifting him on the bed.

Bronco, the baby, he is such an energetic and happy dog. Every morning when he hears my alarm clock he gets up and starts licking my face. Sometimes it is annoying because he walks around on my face, then others, it’s really cute. On morning he was walking around and I was awake just enough to turn my alarm on snooze, next thing I knew I had a puppy foot in my mouth. He is so lovable, never mad or sleepy, if he could, he would be smiling all the time. Every night he lays right next to me, he is so cute and small I stick him in my purse when I take him places, and he just sits there looking out at the world.