Introduction to the Boogervillains – Part I

Introductions

I can’t introduce you to all the Boogervillains without first paying homage to the gal who inspired it all, or at least the first phase; my best girl, Booger.  If you haven’t already, read how Booger inspired my business on my website.  Let me tell you about her as a dog and a friend here, if that’s okay.

113_1390This was Booger.

Booger was a beagle pointer mix and was the sweetest dog that ever lived.  I know everyone says that about their dog, but she was!  She didn’t have a mean bone in her body, which made her a terrible guard dog.  If the doorbell rang she would bark while running to hide behind me – haha!  She even had a heart-shaped splotch on her side!

When I would walk her and we would encounter people, I would jokingly say ‘kill, Booger, kill!’ and she would wiggle waggle up to them so they could pet her!  I swore if anyone ever broke into the house she would just show them where the T-R-E-A-T-S were!  

For her tenth birthday, we threw her a party!  She used to love to rip open presents!

 

I can’t remember what year it was, but Booger was a Jefferson County Bark-In-The-Park Tail-Wagging Champion!  She out-wagged all the competition that year and there were some tough competitors, haha!

20160728_150606This is Booger and I after she won!

She was very intuitive with me; I didn’t have to say anything to her and she always knew my next move.  At first she followed me all over the house, but she eventually realized that I never stay in one place long enough for her to lay down so she found the perfect spot from where she could watch me wherever I went.  She was always ready whether I needed a dance partner (yes, she danced with me) or a shoulder to cry on.

….That all happened later…once she turned about 7 yrs old.  Up until then, she was a TOTAL NIGHTMARE!  It took me 7 years to fully housebreak her.  Finally, crate training did the trick but she still did the nervous/excitement pee until we consulted a trainer who gave us some simple yet effective advice.  I will divulge that tidbit in a future post (hey, I gotta get you to come back somehow!)

She was full of energy, lightening fast and destructive…she shredded my childhood teddy bear, she ate cigarettes, she ate gravel…she ate a AA battery one time and pooped it out the next day!! …Total nightmare!   She was lucky she was so sweet!

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I adopted Booger when she was 6 months old and she passed away at 12.5 years old.  I admit that there were times when she was a puppy that I almost gave up on her, but I’m so glad I didn’t.  Booger captured my heart and inspired my imagination and I owe all that I am today to her.

So if there are any of you out there who are currently frustrated with a nightmare puppy, hang in there…it could very well end up being a journey that changes your life!