Dog-gone Doggie of the Day for April 17th


Name:	Joey	Age:	Eight years old
Gender:	Male	Breed:	Yorkshire Terrier
Home:	Queens, New York, USA
This is Joey, he’s my Yorkshire Terrier, and he just turned eight years old on March 8th! My dog is so sweet and smart. When he wants something, he literally shows you what he wants by taking you to a specific place. (Like if he wants to go out, he leads you to the back door, or if he wants a treat, he points to the treats with his nose.) My dog also loves wearing clothes. When he sees you holding an item of his clothing, he gets so excited and he will sit down and help you dress him by giving you his paws. His toys have names and he knows all of them; if you tell him to get you the ball, he’ll get it. If you tell him to get you his stuffed red dog, Rodrico, he will go and get it. If you are upset, he will sit by you and stay with you; I fell down the stairs the other day and for the rest of the day, every time I went up and down the stairs, he would watch me closely, making sure I didn’t fall again. Joey has been in my life since I was twelve and I love him so much. He is a part of the family and I talk to him as if he is a human being himself. He is so sweet, smart, gentle, playful … the list goes on!

Precious Pup of the Day for March 5th


Name:	McCarty	Age:	Two and a half years old
Gender:	Male	Breed:	Dachshund mix
Home:	Ashland, Virginia, USA
This is my baby boy McCarty. He is named after a Detroit Red Wings Hockey player. McCarty is a Dachshund/Chihuahua/Jack Russell mix. He looks like a dachshund. He is tan in color with white under his neck, nose and tip of his tail. He has a very human like nature. He loves his mom and whines like a baby every time I leave. He knows the words “car”, “go”, “ride” and any signs of me leaving such as putting on my shoes, grabbing the car keys or purse. I usually have to spell out the words if I am getting ready to leave the house so he won’t get upset. He loves to cuddle with me in bed every night just like a person; under the covers and head on the pillow. He follows me from room to room to get my attention. He loves to play with toys that have squeakers and anything that has stuffing. Once the squeakers and stuffing are out, I just add the remains to his toy basket that is full of destroyed toys. I got McCarty at nine weeks old and he is two and a half now and weighs a whopping seventeen pounds. I think mommy needs to cut down on the treats a little! McCarty is everything I need to keep me company and is loved so very much!

Dog-gone Doggies for January 26th


Name:	Riley	Age:	Two years old
Gender:	Male	Breed:	Dachshund
Home:	Huntsville, Alabama, USA
Riley is our lighter colored Longhaired Dachshund. We don’t get a lot of snow here, but he sure enjoyed it when we did! Riley is the sweetest puppy!! Okay, he’s all grown up, technically, but he is only two years old, so he’s still a puppy to us! He is a little chicken sometimes but sweet! He loves to play and he is so fast! He loves to play with our other dog Toby, the red dachshund! He loves to play with his tennis ball and chew on his bones. I love him so much!! He has so much energy sometimes we have to try to calm him down. His favorite toy is anything that our other dachshund Toby is playing with. He loves to chase tennis balls; he is really fast! He is great!

Dog-Gone Doggie of the Day for November 29th


Name:	Cheeney	Age:	Fifteen months old
Gender:	Male	Breed:	Chihuahua, Dachshund mix
Home:	Florida Panhandle, USA
I thought maybe I wanted a dog after my son moved away leaving me and the two cats alone in the house, and someone came knocking on the door in the middle of the night scaring me out of my sleep. I arranged for a week off work and thought it would be the perfect time to get a dog… if I got a dog. A week before that, I visited the animal shelter where I walked one small perfect dog. I thought I should look at other dogs just to be fair and picked out a beautiful little long-legged dog that paid me no attention. The shelter lady said she wanted me to see this one other dog. She brought him in, soon he was in my lap and that’s how I got a dog a week before I planned to. He is what we call a Chiweenie (chihuahua dachshund mix). Cheeney cuddles all the time. He pushes up against me when we sit on the sofa or he puts his head on my leg. If I’m in a chair with no room for him, he stays by my feet. He gets along well with the cats as you can see. He began by chasing my girl cat but she quickly learned that she could take refuge behind a chair then jump out at him and chase him back. Cheeney is smaller than either of the cats. Cheeney and his mom were given up by people who felt they didn’t have time for them. The mom, a purebred dog, was taken by a no kill shelter. Both dogs were eaten up by fleas when they came in and Cheeney lost a lot of hair. It grew back coarse and grey so he has a sort of white stripe down his back. When I got him a lot of hair was still missing on his tail and I thought he was chewing it off but it all came back nicely. Before putting him up for adoption, the shelter vet performed some necessary minor surgery on him. He had been at the shelter almost two months when I found him. Cheeney is not perfect. He’s not quite housebroken. He doesn’t think his paws should get wet and he has to be coaxed outside during or after a rain… unless he hears the neighbors’ dog barking, then wet grass means nothing. But he doesn’t chew up things he shouldn’t; he tries to please; he plays fetch by chasing a toy and bring it back to the sofa for me; he barks when he thinks there’s a good reason. I wouldn’t have waited so long to get a dog if I’d known what great companions they can be. Paws-Shelter.com is where I got Cheeney. I’ve had him about three months. The other dogs I looked at have since been adopted, too.