The Beginning of a Boog

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Boog first came home with us after we picked her up from the "Labradoodle" breeder in the parking lot of Peevey Mart. The breeder lady before handing her off to us said to Ruby,
"Oh Ruby! You're so lucky you have kids!" And gave her a giant kiss on her nose.
This was after Boog had whined and howled the whole way there. With my brother and I around, Boog never has a dull moment. On the way home she climbed all over the back seat of the car.

At home I got the honour of giving the insane puppy a bath. After her bath she fell asleep in my lap.

That night she whined the whole night, and the second night too. But after that I think she realized that she was stuck with us, wether she liked it or not. Soon after this, she started growing. Which all the growing came the CHOMPERS. (Teeth) Puppy teeth are sharp, but chompers are big. Then Boog realized that the chompers were very useful. Destroying toys and eating their guts (stuffing and squeakers) is a highly favoured activity by Boog.

A few months later, Boog had some surgery. (So she couldn't have puppies.) Also because she had a weird lump on her head. We still don't know what that was. After the surgery she when she came home she was really loopy from the anesthetic and she had to wear a cone. She didn't like that. Once she woke up she completely demolished one cone and part of another. She soon realized that the cone could also be used as a battering ram. If you had a toy she wanted she would charge you. Then, once she got the toy, she would put the toy on the ground and she would put the cone over it so you couldn't get it.

You're probably wondering why she has two names. Her real name is Ruby but my nickname for her is Boog. It all started when my grandparents came to our house for thanksgiving. We were eating dinner. My grandpa was eating bread. Boog LOVES bread. She eats most stuff. Except for lettuce and asparagus. Anyways, my grandpa dropped his bread on the floor. Boog ate it. My grandpa then said,
"You little booger!"
Hence the name Boog. I also call her Booga, Boogawoog, Boogawooga, Bug, Rubster, Bug Bug.... *the list goes on* Boog surprisingly responds to all of these names.

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