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| Name: |
Lucy
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Age: |
Three and a half year old
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| Gender: |
Female |
Breed: |
Labrador, Poodle mix |
| Home: |
Northern California, USA |
Lucy
is a female labradoodle. We live in Northern California. This
was taken at Gonzaga Bay on the Baja Peninsula, Mexico. She has the most
amazing personality - let's just say she acts exactly how she looks!
She came from a breeder in Tennessee and was one of sixteen pups in the
litter and they all looked alike! Because we were buying her
sight unseen the breeder asked me if I wanted a brown nose pup or a
black nose pup - we went with the brown nose.
She almost died this January from what we think was tainted dog food,
she was eating the type that was recalled and had the exact SKU # on her
cans of food. She had been a completely healthy 3 1/2 year old until
then. It was so scary! We couldn't imagine our life without her. She
is fine now, she was diagnosed with Addison's Disease after the stress
from the food poisoning but she will live a full and happy life--with
injections every month and daily prednisone. We love her so much!
We have had several dogs but she takes the cake! Being a labradoodle,
she has the smarts of a poodle and the stubbornness of a lab. She
definitely runs the show here. She absolutely loves the water and would
play ball forever if she could. We live by the Sacramento River in
Northern California and everyday she goes and plays ball and ends up in
the river no matter what the weather is.
I think another poodle trait is that she "talks" a lot! She go out on
our deck and start barking but it sounds like she is telling everyone
about her day. She even gets mad at us when she knows it's her time to
go to the river and play ball. She kind of starts telling us off - it's
hysterical. When I walk with my girlfriend and her dog she'll start
talking with my girlfriend, it is so funny.
She doesn't play well with other dogs basically because she doesn't
think she is one of "them." She tilts her head from side to side trying
to figure out what they are doing when they try to play with her. It is
kind of pathetic.
We can't imagine a day without her and all her games she plays. If she
isn't getting enough attention at night when we are relaxing she takes
the dish towels from the kitchen and runs around the living room doing
"laps", she takes the napkins off the table, she'll go into my husbands
closet and take socks, if my purse is available to reach, she grab my gums
or chapstick... the list goes on!
She is our Lucy Brown Nose!
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