I couldn't think of what exactly to say about myself, so I thought I'd fill out one of those survey things. It's pretty long. My Jo complained because she said it wouldn't fit into the little window space she had for it. However, she put a scroll bar over there for me so that you could see it all. If you don't want to see it all, you can just stop reading and click on something else. It won't hurt my feelings, mostly because I won't know.

My name is Abbigail Aynne Adams Hackney Weewax. The Weewax is not actually part of my legal name, but I like it.

Yes.

They are Abs, Abbidab, Abanad, Abracadabra, Abadabadoo, Abbidale, Weewaxer, Little Piece of Poo, Rotten Piece of Poo, Poo, and Boo.

It is June 17, 2003, and I share it with my cousin.

I'm a Yorkshire Terrier.

My owners are my Daddy, my Grammy, and my Jo. My Jo doesn't live with me anymore, but she is still my owner. There are also people who aren't my owners, but I love them very much.

I love Ed, Sam, and Mac most of the people who are not my owners. I have lots of friends. If I try to list them all, I will leave someone out and they might be mad. So I won't.

I like to sleep, eat, and play. The games I like to play are Chase and Love Abbi. I like to play with my toys too. I have lots because my Jo always buys me a toy when she goes to the mall. My favorites are my pink bone (which got lost once), my tug toy, my polka-dotted squeaky ball, my little red bone, my Titleist Pro V1, and Santa when he's out for Christmas. I also like to wait for someone I love to come through the door. I also like to chase animals littler than me. Sometimes I catch them! I also like to go on trips in the car, but only to fun places.

I hate baths. I hate brushings. I hate it when people shock me accidentally. I hate people leaving. I hate to go on trips in the car to places that aren't fun, like to get my nails cut, to the vet (even though I like Dr. Steve), to Chicago, or to the beach. I hate rain. I hate frogs, even though I try to catch them still after I had a bad experience with one. I hate lettuce. I hate lemons. Some of those aren't anti-hobbies, but they're things I hate, so they fit.

I don't have any diseases or anything, but I have a speech impediment. I also have a brown spot on my nose that wasn't there when I was born. It's gotten bigger over time. I think it's done growing though. My Jo thinks it's a cute spot.

I like pink, white, yellow, green, and blue. That's why my web site is the way it is. Also, I don't like it when people tell me I can't see colors because I'm a dog. Hello, how could I tell you I like colors if I couldn't see them? Duh.

I like 17 because that's my birthday.

I like any day that all my family and closest friends are around and want to play with me or pat me.

I like Spring because that's when all the good bugs come out to play. The Summer bugs bite back.

I like peanut butter, fries, steak, popcorn, and puppy cookies best, but I'll eat anything but lettuce and lemons.

I have a few. I like cookie, Jo, Ed, Daddy, Grammy, do you want to go, and treat.

I like home. I don't really like anywhere else.

No, but I think Earl from Mutts (in the funny papers), is cute.

I give everyone a good greeting when they come in the door. I also like to brush back my feet every time I jump down from somewhere.

I ring a bell when I need to or want to go outside.

Yes. I am the world's most loving puppy, but I'm a huntress by nature. I've killed several ground squirrels and shrews. I killed a frog once, but he poisoned me. I try to get birds and snakes and the occasional turtle, but I haven't been too successful. I like to smash ants with my nose.

I would relive a moment before my Jo moved away. I would give her more kisses.

This is a dumb question.

Yes.

This is also a dumb question. I don't have opposable thumbs.

I like my tail. My Jo says it wags cute.

...person, I'd use my opposable thumbs to open the door and go outside whenever I wanted without having to wait on someone after I'd rung the bell.

...my people were with me all the time.

...I hold grudges. If someone accidentally steps on me or shocks me or sets a basket on my head, I won't talk to them or go near them until I've forgotten about it, which is usually the next day or the day after that.

...happy my Jo made me a web site. We don't get to see each other much anymore, so it was a nice thing to do to feel close to each other.

...so big. I love everybody.