On June 2nd I turned 3. Guess what, I ended up at
the kennel surrendered. Happy Birthday to me. For all of you who follow the
zodiac, I am a Gemini (like my foster mum). We have 2 speeds, fast and
faster. I have lots of energy.
I am settling in with my foster family. I am still a bit unsure of
things, so I am always on guard. I follow my family around. My foster
family lets me sleep with them, but sometimes I prefer my crate. I am
crated with my family is out, but otherwise I am free to roam.
For Father's Day we went for walk to this fancy restaurant called
Starbuck's. punmpkins scones rock. I love them.
We go for hikes in the park. I went for a stroll in the stream. I don't
mind water, but I am not ready for the swimming pool. I wear a harness. I am
super strong.
Did I mention that I am part robot. My nub is like a propeller. It is
faster than the Concord.
My likes are walks, group naps, tickles, pig's ears. pizza, car rides,
and of course pumpkin scones. I am not food aggressive. I don't pee in the
house, pick at the trash, or chew. I don't mind baths, my ear rubbed, my
tail pulled, or kisses on my mouth.
Ready, my areas of improvement are: I am sure of people and pets on the
street. I bark at them. I am still nervous. I need time to adjust to my new
surrounding. I am rambunctious. my foster family makes me sit before I meet
anyone new.
A family with patience is my hope for the future. with love and affection
a proper young man with an English name will emerge. Call me Sir Winston!
