Jo Barker

JO’S BARK: THE STORY OF CUTIE

HOORAY!!!! CUTIE HAS BEEN ADOPTED BY JO BARKER AND HER PACK!!!!

NO LONGER AVAILABLE!

as of March 27, 2011

NAME: CUTIE

GENDER: SPAY FEMALE

BREED: AM STAFF

DOB: SUMMER OF 2007

SIZE: 50 LBS

OTHER DOGS: YES. PUPPIES; OTHER REMISSIVE FEMALES

CATS: NO

KIDS: YES; TEENS

SHOTS: UP TO DATE AND MICROCHIPPED

PROFILE: Cutie came in this

Temporary Foster Home on October

16th, 2010. Cutie’s owner had lost his home and the guardian could not take her – she made attempts for several months and finally contacted me.

Cutie was mainly used for breeding with her last litter being in April 2010. Cutie was severely broken down and malnourished living off fast food that the contractors brought to her while remodeling her home. Cutie’s coat was hard, lack luster, and thinning. Cutie’s coat now, is soft, silky with a full thick Sable Cinnamon coat complemented with Golden Brown Eyes. Cutie’s body is firming up nicely, considering.

Cutie loves being outside, going for walks, and car rides. She is a strong Alpha female that needs a strong Alpha owner and a pinch collar for walks. Cutie prefers the open arm approach of Pinch when going for a walk on the leash. She loves a strong Alpha male type, is very maternal to younger dogs, and does not like yappy dogs. Cutie will greet and be friends with any dog that will not show signs of aggression. She is a quick learner, has a lot of energy but well mannered during quiet time. Cutie is kitchen trained.

TRAINING: Cutie had previous training and has been re-educated with the following:

JO’S BARK: THE STORY OF CUTIEadmin2017-05-24T08:44:11-07:00

JO’S BARK: The Boxer’s Life Chapter 8 CHRISTMAS

by Boxer, Himself

LAST WEEK: CHAPTER SEVEN

After Thanksgiving Mz. De Kota started to grow sad when The Dame started to bring out all the boxes that had been put away in the closet – I could smell all these other people – Mz. De Kota said that it was from her past family: Daytona, Dallas and Ms. Dazy.

Ms. Dazy was a solid black Border Collie Spaniel mix – she was a shadow matriarch. If she could trip a huuuuman up by laying in the darkest spot in the house she would – sounds like I could have learned a few tricks from her. Mz. De Kota said Ms Dazy didn’t like her and that Dallas was always defending her – that is until Daytona came on the scene. Daytona and Ms Dazy were separate but equal and neither ever tested each other.

Mz. De Kota said that the boxes had Christmas in it – it was a special day for everybody including us more intelligent folks. She said that Huuumans bring the outdoors’ inside just to mind mess with us. Then after they bring

the outside indoors they put lights, ornaments, tinsel and fake snow on pine trees and make garland. I like this idea of bringing the outdoors inside especially if it includes pine trees.

Sure enough, The Dame brings in a pine tree and when she wasn’t looking I started to “Claim” this indoor outdoor tree as mine. . .and just about the time I was ready to cut loose. . .

“BOXER ! WHAT THE HELL YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING !. . .I”LL BEAT YOUR BUTT DOG ! ! ! ”

What ! Whadda I do. . .then Mz. De Kota told me that is in not polite or proper etiquette to hike in the house. . . . days went by and it was killin’ me not to “Claim” this outdoor indoor pine as mine . . .then one morning The Dame is throwing us outta bed making us come over by the Christmas tree […]

JO’S BARK: The Boxer’s Life Chapter 8 CHRISTMASadmin2017-05-24T08:44:12-07:00

JO’S BARK: Cutie’s Thanksgiving

HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERY BODY. . sorry but I was interrupted eating my first Thanksgiving dinner. I had turkey with homemade gravy from the giblet juice, homemade giblet dressing, and candied yams.

From what Boxer says, this is a tradition that they each get a turkey dinner for Thanksgiving. Boxer says there is usually more, like homemade Old Fashion Chocolate Cake, homemade chocolate pudding, sweet potato pie, succotash, green beans, mashed potatoes, , ,but I didn’t care about what was missing. I only cared about what was there – YUM !

Now if you don’t mind,

I would like to finish my dinner. We’ll chat later but for now .. . .later people . . .mmmmm

**CUTIE IS UP FOR ADOPTION: FIND OUT ABOUT CUTIE HERE.**

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Deuteronomy 22 and Exodus 23, “If you see an animal that is overburdened, you should lighten its load to help it.”

JO’S BARK: Cutie’s Thanksgivingadmin2017-05-24T08:44:12-07:00

PITStop Community Assist: CUTIE needs a HOME!

HI ! My name is Cutie. I am wearing a beautiful Sable Cinnamon coat, a pink nose and beautiful brown eyes. I am an American Staffordshire Pit bull Terrier mix. I an updated on all my shots (10-16-2010) including a microchip implant (11-6-2010) and waiting to be registered when I become adopted.

I just came out of spay surgery on November 6th, 2010 and have been instructed no long walks for two weeks. – WHAT a relief ! –

No more kids ! It will take me 3 to 4 months to get my shape back! The vet estimates my age to be approximately 2 – 3 years old.

I am a rescued person that had been homeless since April of 2010 but was finally saved October 16th, 2010. I became homeless because the property owner lost the property and my owner lost his rental unit. The new owner did not want me – I guess because of the way I looked. The contractors for the new owner were nice to me and came everyday – they gave me water and brought me their kinda food.

When I was rescued and taken into the temporary foster family, I was so crestfallen and beside myself – I wept for two weeks every time I ate my food or went for a walk because it was always the food was for me and I didn’t have to eat garbage any more. The walks reminded me of what a home and family was like. I felt so unloved and discarded at first. But My temporary foster Mom/Rescuer has 3 other rescued dogs that I know – Boxer, Buddy and Nutmeg. I am currently doing the Mom-Thing playing with Nutmeg – a six month old female – she was taken from her mommy when she was about 3 weeks.

I like to go for […]

PITStop Community Assist: CUTIE needs a HOME!admin2017-05-24T08:44:12-07:00

JO’S BARK: The Boxer’s Life Chapter 6 The Recovery

by Boxer, Himself

LAST WEEK: CHAPTER FIVE

While I was fascinated with all these new smells of other homies, De Kota was becoming more and more distant not wanting to get up out of bed. She explained that she was remembering Dazy, Dallas and her baby, Daytona. WOW ! Mz. De Kota was really a mommy; she had a previous family before be . . .I often wondered what it was like being part of a family – having bros and sis’s, a mommy and daddy . . . I was abandoned and dumped off – but was happy – but that all changed

Mz. De Kota was becoming depressed it wasn’t too long ago that I remember coming into her life right after Daytona went to Rainbow Bridge. I was a THERAPY dog – I would get Mz. De Kota mad at me so she would eat. Sometimes it would be 4 or 5 days without her eating which concerned The Dame.

I remember all the other homeies at the Village and from what those huuuumans were saying, Daytona was “The Dog” and no joke. Mz De Kota said that that was all a bluff that Daytona was a real mellow dog that didn’t like cats or people waking them after we had just snuggled down for the night. Then she talked about Dallas – a green-eyed redhead with a temper to go with it. Mz. De Kota said that Dallas was a Manchester Terrier and her mommy. Dallas according to Mz. De Kota was a reincarnated po-go stick – When they would go for walks, Dallas would always walk-hop on her back legs looking back at them. Then she talked about Dazy – Dazy didn’t like her. According to Mz. De Kota, Dazy thought De Kota got rid of Dublin, one of Dazy real babies. . . Mz. De Kota told me that when she was a weeee tiny powder buff that Dublin was going to attack her and Dallas her mommy got in between Dublin and my Babe. Mz. De Kota didn’t understand at the time, but Dallas was Dublin’s main-squeeze and that this was a major argument.

Slow down there Mz. De Kota, this soap […]

JO’S BARK: The Boxer’s Life Chapter 6 The Recoveryadmin2017-05-24T08:44:13-07:00

JO’S BARK: The Boxer’s Life Chapter 5 The Big Move

by Boxer, Himself

LAST WEEK: CHAPTER FOUR

Well – I’M BACK !
It took a while to get use to being lighter in the rear end, but Mz. De Kota didn’t seem to mind – that is after I took stock of the matter and worked it out. Mz. De Kota was there every step of the way using her “Ultimate Command” which she understood to be a standing order.

Then one day in late October, what little things were left in The Dames’ home was moved out. Mz. De Kota was getting concerned and being scared. She had been through this once before and had to live outside – something she was not use too. Me on the other hand I really didn’t care too much for this indoor life. . .no crackheads, heroin addicts, drunks or rats to chase, bark at, and just be an all around dog about the matter. Although, it does have its advantages. . . .well anyway, I digress. With my fluffy sexy momma being scared that put me on edge so I became more vocal. Mz. De Kota didn’t want to live outside again – she was an 11 year old cougar in my book – wuuuufff. She also told me that she knew The Dame was upset – they were trying to push us out before the agreed to time for the move into the motel – Like WHAT is a motel. Mz. De Kota said it was like here but bigger and a private bathroom . . . These dudes that came to help the Village People move were like sooooo worse than me – and I am a bad-ass ! Then somebody grab the door knob and we heard The Dame yelling – then everything got real quiet but we could still hear The Dame – woooooh! and I thought I had negotiation skills ( kill’em and ask questions later) – The Dame was even better. . .a couple of more hours passed and we were on the move shoved into the van and on the road. . .I could feel Mz. De Kota becoming weak and scared.
She was not feeling well by the time we got the motel – she had not Command power about her . . . .o my fluffy rolly-polly-cougar hang in there.
The Dame says we are going to move again out of the motel and into our own house, whatever that is. Talk to […]

JO’S BARK: The Boxer’s Life Chapter 5 The Big Moveadmin2017-05-24T08:44:15-07:00

JO’S BARK: The Boxer’s Life Chapter 4 The Ultimate Command

by Boxer, Himself

LAST WEEK: CHAPTER THREE

Well folks, sorry about last weeks’ silence, but my paws were extremely too hot to be pushing keys on the board. . .

As my life story left off, The Dame gave De Kota the ultimate command – little did I know what I was in for. Here I thought I was going up against this 10 year fluffy rug that didn’t move and wouldn’t fight back – she just laid there in the corner – I couldn’t get a piece of the action – no skin no blood. . . .well, I digress back to days of the Ultimate Command . The Dame was getting ready to leave for the library, I never will forget that day.

The Dame and De Kota’s eyes met, cascaded concern was written all over De Kota’s face; I was waiting in anticipation for a good ol’ fashion poking fight. The Dame looked at De Kota and in a flustered voice said: “Well De Kota, I can’t babysit you 24 -7. You’re a Big Gurl. You’re just gonna have to gett’em.”

I saw a complete transformation in De Kota – the silver and white in her sexy fluffy coat glowed; the black tussles deepen and forged into sheer black nothingness – she glistened like the rays of an arc angel. . .then The Dame walk out the door and before it was closed I pounced for a good nose poke hair pullin’ fight.

I was not expecting what I received – Mz. De Kota has some fight about her after all – she nailed me in the ear, lanced my side, shredded my chest to pieces, slit my lip, scrapped up my face, and then nicked and chunked my legs up pretty good. Holy Bee-Gees. . . .That Dame sure knew how to give a command. Sheer luck on Mz. De Kota’s part. . . .o how my sorry butt for ever doubting a Chow-Shepherd mix let alone a mature momma like De Kota. . . .

After several weeks of jousting and realizing Mz. De Kota was no joke in her time let alone now, and, Mz. De Kota becoming more agitated, The Dame told De Kota that I was going to the Vets. . .all life spontaneously […]

JO’S BARK: The Boxer’s Life Chapter 4 The Ultimate Commandadmin2017-05-24T08:44:15-07:00

JO’S BARK: The Boxer’s Life Chapter 3 The Headlock Pop Quiz

by Boxer, Himself

LAST WEEK: CHAPTER TWO

OK. What’s up with this Dame. . . I have had her in the Headlock Pop Quiz

position for at least 4 seconds gradually applying pressure and she ain’t doing nut’in.

Whadda am I doin’ wrong . . .that’s

the ticket, I’ll apply more pressure. . .that’s what “US” Am Staff’s are suppose

to do. . .gett’em in a death grip. . . .

Two second, three seconds more. . .ahhhh – O ! What’s this – so after 10 seconds, NOW The Dame come around, starts to move, breathing becomes increases but not much, then she speaks. . .What the hell kinda comment is that:

“Boxer, What the HELL are YOU Doing ?

Get the Hell of ME, It’s NOT Play Time,

go to Sleep, and don’t ever do that again!”

and then, had the nerve to grab MY MOUTH pull it open and push me away.

Hell No. . .This just ain’t working – I am blowing the image thing. This Dame, is suppose to be in fear of ME cuz that is what everybody believes – That “US” Pitt Bulls are dangerous killer dogs – I have to rethink this: The Dame and that Killer Dog concept. . . huuuummmm. The Dame has got balls to stand up to ME – Not Trained, Not Social, Has No People Skills and hates everything. The Dame is gonna be one tough cookie to crack. . .She showed NO Fear. And what’s worse, I sensed NO FEAR ! ! ! . […]

JO’S BARK: The Boxer’s Life Chapter 3 The Headlock Pop Quizadmin2017-05-24T08:44:16-07:00

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