Brooks 06-036

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1/29/06: Brooks has arrived! He is 2 ? years old, AKC registered, and handsome as can be! His previous owners have a newborn baby and just did not have the time needed for this dear boy; however, it is obvious he was loved. He?s neutered, UTD on his shots, housetrained, and knows basic commands. Introductions took place with the resident dog, cat, 4 year old and 16 year old, and he did fine with each. He has lots of energy, but responds well to commands and is eager to please. More to come as we get to know this great boy better. . . In the meantime, if you are interested in meeting this handsome man, contact placementatragom [dot] org.

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At a Glance #06-036

Breed not specified Born: September 2004
Male Weight not specified

Status: Adopted

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1/29/06: Brooks has arrived! He is 2 ? years old, AKC registered, and handsome as can be! His previous owners have a newborn baby and just did not have the time needed for this dear boy; however, it is obvious he was loved. He?s neutered, UTD on his shots, housetrained, and knows basic commands. Introductions took place with the resident dog, cat, 4 year old and 16 year old, and he did fine with each. He has lots of energy, but responds well to commands and is eager to please. More to come as we get to know this great boy better. . . In the meantime, if you are interested in meeting this handsome man, contact placementatragom [dot] org.

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Saturday, March 11, 2006

Chester Winston Brooks has been officially adopted!

It is with a heavy heart that I bring news that Brooks has moved on to a better place. He is greatly missed by all of us in this household. I know my big cuddly baby moose will carry his bright light with him. He left just enough of it here that I can still feel him next to me. He has left an indelible mark on my heart...

...and on the carpeting where he used to devour woobies and bones! Brooks, I hope you live a long and happy life at your new Forever Home! Lincoln Buddy (05-235) and I will sure miss you. Thanks, Little Moose, for all you did with LB. You were God's little helper. I'm sure this will get easier, but you're my first foster child to leave.

He could be the poster boy for all Golden Retrievers. Just a wonderful temperament and truly not a mean bone in his big body! Thanks to all of you in Placement who helped get him his forever home. And thanks to all the wonderful people who wanted to adopt him. You made this such a nice time for Brooks and me.

Brooks really liked the families that applied for him, but in the long-run, he chose to go with a woman who truly needs his companionship. I know Brooks can playfully fill the void in her life. Also, being a disabled single woman in her house leaves her feeling very vulnerable. Brooks wouldn't attack anyone (!) but he is big and has a great loud bark. He'll make a great scarecrow if she can teach him to raise his lips and fake a snarl.

Farewell, Sweet Prince. Parting is such sweet sorrow...

Monday, February 27, 2006

The carnage has finally ended. The Red Cross came by and took away all the body parts, shredded woobie guts and dead sticks. Court TV is here filming an episode of "Forensic Files: Death of a Woobie."

The coroner (Luweese Da Big Cheese) recommended that I buy some marrow bones for Moose The Mangler. I found nice 4-packs at Cub Foods and stuck them in the freezer. Every once in a while I give LB and Brooks each a bone. It's so much fun to sit and watch them next to each other enjoying these plain old bones with no meat on them (the bones, not the dogs).

Brooks was diagnosed earlier with "separation anxiety." With lots of love and attention he has progressed to where Dr. Doolittle thinks the worst that can be said of him is he's a bit "clingy". For instance, we all gather in the living room to watch Gopher hockeyball on Friday and Saturday nights (except Simon, the old cat. He doesn't approve of the violence, nor us kids). There is assigned seating and each member of the audience has their own snacks, as well. About 5 minutes into the game Brooks gets "needy" and decides the view would be better from my chair. Baby Huey, all 80 pounds of him, decides to climb up on my lap for cuddles. Thankfully it only takes him 10-15 minutes to get settled! That is one crowded (and sway-backed) recliner! Whoever adopts him should probably get an extra couch or be ready to watch TV holding this little cuddly baby.

Oh yeah, Moose has one other little thing. Not a big deal. Just thought I'd mention it in passing. You know, just in case. Probably not important, but if he stands up and puts his front paws on your shoulders and seems to be getting really "friendly," you'll probably want to tell him to get down. I don't think the neutering totally "took" yet, if you know what I mean? Probably just a phase he's going through. You know how guys are in the Spring.

One of Mr. Moose's most endearing traits is his funny little habit of carrying around two things at once. He seems to need 2 sticks or 2 bones or 2 shoes (they don't have to match!). Usually he will bring them by for my approval and then head out for a brief trek through the house. Pay attention to this! His next stop may be right behind me to enjoy a nice meal of his treasure. I've lost a stinky slipper, an old shoe and a leather work glove to The Mangler. He's never chewed on anything valuable, thankfully. I think he's just attracted to their delightful fragrance.

Thanks to everyone for their interest in this fun, furry bundle of love. Brooks and I have been going through the many applications and have whittled it down to just a few. More in a few days...

Tuesday, February 7, 2006

WARNING: Some scenes may not be suitable for sensitive audiences!

I'm sorry to post such graphic photos, but I wanted you to experience the devastation wreaked upon all our woobies, bones and dolls by the newest addition to our family...

...Meet Mister Brooks, the hero of RAGOM. The mass murderer of Woobieland. They call him "Brooks," but don't let that girlie ivy-league name fool you. He's no "girlie-mahn," no "Muffin," nor "Chipper!" This is 80 pounds of gangly, bone-crunching, woobie-destroying "Moose," or "The Chuckster," or "Big Ed."

Okay, all you approved golden-lovers, this is the dog for you! Here's Party-Hearty Marty in a big wooly red coat! This wonderful guy is the definition of a golden retriever: floppy, always smiling, snuggly, huggable and playful. Not a mean bone in his body!

When he came to us the word on him was "separation anxiety." I can't imagine why he might be anxious, having been left alone in a garage all day! He's a good example of what neglect can do to a wonderful, loving, big-hearted golden. All he did here the first two days was maim and kill all the toys in the house. Arms and legs strewn everywhere, it was a ghastly sight! But, never once did he chew on the other animals, me nor any of the furniture!

Now, about four days into his reentry to society, he's showing all the signs of a healthy, playful golden. He's already remarkably well-adjusted, despite living with jittery Lincoln Buddy! I don't see any point in waiting to put him with an adoptive family - I have cancelled Brooks' probation and hereby sentence him to life without troubles.

Please don't even think of adopting this young guy if you have to leave him alone all day, or will not go out every day and play with this fun-loving "Moose." I found an old 10-pound cow bone in my freezer (what? So, what do you keep in your freezer?) my own golden didn't want. Moose just loves it. It's just his size and it satisfies his need to shred woobies. I keep a few hundred custom-built sticks in my yard and they seem to be his favorite. He can spend hours outside sitting in the snow just merrily shredding them.

Further details of Brooks' traits and behaviors to follow on the next update; today I want him to bask in the glory of being the HERO OF RETRIEVE A GOLDEN OF MINNESOTA!

I see dead WoobiesBrooks (aka Moose)Brooks & his new toyBrooks, The Hero!