Profile: Hi, my name is Lily. I have a deep fascination with animals, especially dogs. I'm just here to look at puppies and upload photos of my own dogs for others to see.
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I've always wanted a puppy on Christmas morning as a little girl, and Jack was exactly that. After a week in Oregon, I came home, tired. It was late I walk inside and hear the familiarly odd sound of a tail wagging. I dropped my bags, pulled the cover off a cage and saw a 2 month old puppy inside. Jack has been and will always be hyper, but he calms down when I let him sleep with me. He runs all day in the backyard, constantly following a path, because of his Obsessive-compulsive disorder. He's sometimes aggressive because of stress, but still is friendly with dogs as long as they're friendly too. He's not allowed in the house anymore, because of his unruliness. He'll jump all over everything and search every room for the Chinchilla my niece used to have. Jack's a handful, but I still love him.View Profile
Wesley was given to my mother by a friend, whose dog had given birth to a litter and needed to get rid of them all. I remember the first day I saw him. Wesley was scared and shivering in a box. After he was bathed, I took Wesley to my room, and we inseparable after that. Wesley's voice is high-pitched and annoys anyone that hears it. He's very needy and craves everyone's attention, but he's extremely attached to me and follows me throughout the house. Wesley's extremely unfriendly with other dogs and is even aggressive with Jack, but is pretty harmless to everything but babies, small creatures, and possibly puppies. Despite all of the above, I still love him and my dad also finds him cute. It's family that loves you no matter what, and Wesley and I are proof of that.View Profile
We adopted Annie from a pet clinic. Her previous owners couldn't afford her medical bills. They planned to have her put down, but the clinic took a liking to Annie and instead put her up for adoption. She was smart, loyal, and laid back. Despite Annie's playfulness, she was quick to calm down. She spent most of her time inside, by sleeping in her over-sized bed next to me. She died November 2008. We took her to the vet when she showed signs of illness, but she appeared fine while with the vet. I'll always remember and love Annie. She comforted me when I felt alone and could make me smile by just sitting there.View Profile