The Dog Name/Story Thread

[vinzclortho]

my buddy Parkhill out in tahoe had a sweet dog named Whurley, we called him either "buddeh" or "shithawk" for his tendency to be able to spot another dog's shit from 100 yards and run over, stopping not for traffic, other dogs or "WHURLEY!!!! GET BACK HERE!!!! COME!!!" so he could go enjoy a tasty treat and then roll in it.

Another of buddeh's favorite games was to find a pine cone he was into, play with it for a while then piss all over it so he could find it later.

Buddeh used to play dumb, as Cricket, the other friend's dog was so money. Crick would stay right by you, wouldn't cross the street unless you said it was okay and was generally "just gets it." In retrospect however, I think shithawk was the smart one as he'd take off for days at a time and live at another family's house who called him "Elvis" and eat all their food etc...then wander back a few days later like nothing happened. Unfortunately, Buddeh's wandering ways were his demise as he got hit by a car and killed on route....80 is it that goes between truckee and tahoe city?

R.I.P. Buddeh, keep eating those special dog-heaven snausages and sniffing other dog's butts.

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Originally posted by vinzclortho
my buddy Parkhill out in tahoe had a sweet dog named Whurley, we called him either "buddeh" or "shithawk" for his tendency to be able to spot another dog's shit from 100 yards and run over, stopping not for traffic, other dogs or "WHURLEY!!!! GET BACK HERE!!!! COME!!!" so he could go enjoy a tasty treat and then roll in it.

Another of buddeh's favorite games was to find a pine cone he was into, play with it for a while then piss all over it so he could find it later.

Buddeh used to play dumb, as Cricket, the other friend's dog was so money. Crick would stay right by you, wouldn't cross the street unless you said it was okay and was generally "just gets it." In retrospect however, I think shithawk was the smart one as he'd take off for days at a time and live at another family's house who called him "Elvis" and eat all their food etc...then wander back a few days later like nothing happened. Unfortunately, Buddeh's wandering ways were his demise as he got hit by a car and killed on route....80 is it that goes between truckee and tahoe city?

R.I.P. Buddeh, keep eating those special dog-heaven snausages and sniffing other dog's butts.

Hah!

Here's to cool dogs who preceded their owners in death.