All About Aussie

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I am the Australian born puppy of Matt and Nina. Matt named me Aussie, but my birth certificate name is Wildenfox Earl Jackaroo. Wildenfox Earl is for my parents and Matt gave me Jackaroo, which is the Australian equivalent of cowboy. I am an AKC certified Jack Russell Terrier. I can sit, stay, give manners, give high and low five. I only speak on command and when MamaMuffin yelps "Aussie, Aussie, Aussie"! I recently learned how to roll over, that was fun. Nina taught me how to fetch, which took quite a while, but I eventually got it. My favorite toy is my green ball that Matt and Nina put hot dogs in and I throw the ball to release the hot dogs. It keeps me entertained for at least an hour. I also enjoying finding MamaMuffin and Master. I stay in the kitchen, they hide and then bark, indicating it's time for me to "seek" them out: Hide and Seek! We have a lake in the backyard and I love wading in it, but I'm not confident enough to go swimming. My master bought me a life jacket to help me swim or float along easier. Enjoy the pictures my MamaMuffin posts. She can get annoying with the camera...everyday she takes a picture, or so it seems.

and my brother Dillon Murphy

My brother came to us through Dennis's wonderful mom. He is also a Jack Russell Terrier and the vet gave him a birthday of May 1st. He's so much fun to play with and I'm able to teach him tricks, along with my MamaMuffin. MamaMuffin and I will write for him because too young to blog, but we'll convey his thoughts as best we can.

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Aussie, Aussie, Aussie

Good morning/night Matt!

Your dog had the nerve to wake me up before 5:30am this morning. I tried to ignore him, but after 10 minutes I kicked him out of the room. He came back a few minutes later, probably after greeting "good morning" to Dennis. I let him up on the bed hoping he'd go back to bed, but no, he just stared at me and made those damn whimpering sighs...you know them. I didn't give in to him right away- but I did eventually get up around 7am to take him downstairs. Well, we've since returned upstairs so I can straighten out the closet and what is your dog doing: SLEEPING. It's all about Aussie...things are going to change, he wakes me up and then decides to go back to sleep when he's ready...

He used to stay sleeping until 7:30am at least...his attitude and divaness is really showing through and he's pushing the envelope. He must have forgotten I'm the boss, guess it's time for a reminder. Thank goodness you're not here to get waken up at that 5ish-time- you'd be mighty upset with the nugget muffin. Love ya.

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