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Showing posts with label rusty the dog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rusty the dog. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Thursday, August 7, 2008
I'm Okay With 1,983rd Place
The L.A. Times recently published an article that a lot of people mocked. I find it kind of fascinating. The site provides a database of most of the registered dogs in Los Angeles County. Of course there are those dogs who don't get registered, but I blame their people for that. I had a good time looking up myself and those other dogs in my family. Here are the results:
Little Guy is 1,983rd. There are 30 of us (and 1 "Little Guy 2"). As always though, I'm the middle dog. I don't have the least or most common name in my family. I might as well be called "Jan Brady."
Cosette is the 3,008th name as there are only 17 of them in the county. Only one is an American Eskimo dog. Guess who that is!
By no surprise, Rusty has the most common name in our family. Rusty has the 31st most common name and shares it with 1,798 other L.A. county dogs. When he was adopted into our family, he already had his name. My Mom & Dad nearly changed it, but he knew it already and it was kind of sentimental as both of my parents' fathers had dogs named Rusty earlier in their lives.
Little Guy is 1,983rd. There are 30 of us (and 1 "Little Guy 2"). As always though, I'm the middle dog. I don't have the least or most common name in my family. I might as well be called "Jan Brady."
Cosette is the 3,008th name as there are only 17 of them in the county. Only one is an American Eskimo dog. Guess who that is!
By no surprise, Rusty has the most common name in our family. Rusty has the 31st most common name and shares it with 1,798 other L.A. county dogs. When he was adopted into our family, he already had his name. My Mom & Dad nearly changed it, but he knew it already and it was kind of sentimental as both of my parents' fathers had dogs named Rusty earlier in their lives.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Dream Street
I worked at a very special event yesterday. We had to drive a ways, but we ended up at a beautiful camp full of very friendly and smiling kids. The kids are all sick, with things like cancer, but you wouldn't really know it. They were having so much fun and enjoyed petting me and hugging me!
P.S. Cosette is out of her cone and much less grumpy.
P.S. Cosette is out of her cone and much less grumpy.
Friday, June 13, 2008
I'm Eating Out Of Her Hand
I don't usually mind going to the vet. I meet cool people and dogs in the waiting room and Dr. Chan is really cool (even if she seems more interested in asking about how Cosette is doing). Today it was not so fun though. She stuck a needle--a needle!--into a squishy lump I have on my side. My Mom was nervous about it, but also suspected it was just fat and that's what it is. If she knew that, why did I get the poking? Huh?
Anyway, payback is sweet. I sat and turned my back on my dinner tonight until she had fed me at least half of it by hand. How great is that?
Anyway, payback is sweet. I sat and turned my back on my dinner tonight until she had fed me at least half of it by hand. How great is that?
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