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Trooper was so easy to train. Deaf dogs aren't distracted by all the other noisy things around them which leave their
full attention directed towards you and what you are trying to teach them. By the time he was 3 months old, Trooper was
potty trained, crate trained, laser point/spray bottle trained and knew the following hand signals: Sit, Come, Stay, Down,
Good Boy, No/Bad/Stop, Go Potty, Crate, Shake Hands, and Toy/Play With That Toy. What a smart little boy.
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Trooper wiggled his way into a very special part of my heart and he will
always have a place to be shown off right here. It didn't take long for his wonderful forever home
to come along, as it seemed that anyone who saw him, fell in love with him.
Trooper was my first experience with a deaf Pit Bull. I have had plenty of experience with deaf dogs and years of experience
with Pit Bulls. But Trooper was my first deaf Pit Bull. He was a joy. He made it simple to teach him obedience. He was found
sitting in the middle of a busy road. When I took him to my vet, she said that from his injuries it looked like he had
be thrown from a moving vehicle. He was in pretty bad shape. But now he is healthy, happy and loved beyond belief. He was
with me for about 4 months before his forever people found him. San Francisco is a better place for having The Trooper Man
in it. I miss him terribly, but am so very happy that he is safe and loved.
| Look Dad! |
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| I'm a Gazelle!! |
Trooper was always an easy dog. Easy to train, easy to look at, easy to love. Not so easy to let go of, even though I
knew he was going to a great family.
| Comfort is Obviously Not |
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| A Concern Here! *smile* |
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