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Name: Brutus Country: United States State: New York Birthday: 10/22/1980 Gender: Male
Interests: Going pottie on the floor (Mommie does it better though), Eating, Chewing, Barking, Whimpering, Ripping Newspaper, Scratching legs, Biting, Loving Mommy. Forget that last one. Expertise: Being a doggie! Occupation: Other Industry: Other
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Member Since:
12/20/2003
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| oohh! so much has happened ^^
my friend hunny went missing! but this girl called sonia found her!! hunny's mommy is so happy!
mommy's friend's doggie made a xanga!
chew it.
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| i'm gonna go play with Shortie tomorrow! huzzah! | | |
| hello again! it's been a while huh? mommy's been so busy being all about herself, she forgot all about my xanga! but then she remembered. and it only took a couple of hits on the head! so anyway, she made me this really nice bloggy thingy. it's so cool!
i've grown a lot since december! now i know how to go on the paper all the time! ..except for those few little accidents. i also have lots of cool new toys! i have this really nice snowman bone and this hairy bone and even a squeaky shoe that my third cool mommy gave me! there's now a fency thing around the living room where i used to pee a lot. now i can't get in. but now there's no pee there! 
i'll fill you in later!
Brutus 
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| - 1 I have Mommy under hypnotic command, and I forced her to make this...diary thing. Since I spell better than Mommy, I will be writing the rest! *shoves Mommy off chair*
Anyway, today this lady came over. I think she was a friend of mommy's mommy, 'cause all they did was eat chocolate cake and talk. I wanted cake, but they wouldn't let me have any. That lady's daughter looked like that really big thing that people make ham out of..oh yeah, pig! Yeah, that girl looked like a piggie! I was so surprised, I woofed really loud! It was scary. I had to cuddle with Mommy to stop shaking. 
I peed on the newspaper today. I'm getting really good at that! But then I ripped it up. Mommy still loves me. She kissed me a whole bunch and told me I was a good boy. I love Mommy!
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