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I am 9 years old and I had really bad teeth so I wasn't sure
anyone would want an older guy like me. Some very nice people found
me and cleaned me up and had a lot of my teeth removed. I felt so
much better. I stayed with a couple of great foster moms while I
waited for my new family.
When I first arrived home I was a bit overwhelmed by my new younger
brother Henry. Henry is so big (85lbs) and I am so small (19lbs). But soon
I learned that Henry just wanted to play with me and that he would listen
to me. Actually to tell you the truth, he's a great brother but he's a
little bit of a wimp.
The next thing I learned was that being the older yet smaller brother does
have it's privileges. I get to sleep with Mom and Dad at night. Henry has
to sleep on his bed on the floor but I get to snuggle right up and get
comfortable. My new home has a huge treat jar just for me. I can't believe
it! It is filled with special treats that are softer and easier for me to
chew. Henry also shares his bones with me.
Once a week Mom and I go to a really fun place where I get lots of treats.
Mom calls it obedience class but I just call it party time. I have learned
to sit, down, stay, shake, high five, go to kennel and wait. Mom and Dad
say I am a quick learner, I just like the treats.
Some days Dad takes me to work with him and I get to play with kids that
really love me. Dad says they have something called autism, that must mean
they are designated extra super fun. Dad is always amazed because the kids
who are unable to focus on anything do focus on me. I lay on their laps
and they sit still and pet me. I love it!
I love my new home and my family says I can stay forever!!!!
Well, I need to go. Henry wants to play. I just wanted to thank the
people who brought me to my new life! Thanks for taking a chance on an old
pup!
Licks and Wags,
Brian |