My dry food, my chew bone and everything that can fit in my mouth. My people need to watch me.I don't know how I came to be under this pad.
What I like to do
Be chased by other dogs, watch my people cook, wake everybody up with my squeaker toys, and jump on the bed when I'm nice and wet and smelly from the rain. Me messing up the bed covers as usual. This is my good side.
Where we'd go if I got to choose the destination of our next vacation
Some place where there's many many dogs for me to meet, like a Doggie Country Club.My first toy ever, given to me by my Auntie! I love picking up sticks twice as long as me on my walks, and dragging them down the street.
How I came to be in the care of my owner
They adopted me from a shelter in San Francisco after I had been there for 5 whole months! Luckily for me it was a no-kill shelter that keeps working until they find a home for every single dog that they have there. My owners were very impressed with the way they took care of every dog and knew everything about them. I was very loved there, but now I'm loved in my new home, too. Before I was rescued by the shelter, I lived in a house in the Central Valley that neglected me, leaving me in the back yard during my crucial puppyhood. I am therefore still working on my socialization, like how to greet other dogs politely. I love other dogs, but sometimes I love them too much and they get overwhelmed. I need to be more gentle. The pic that was on the shelter website. I'm so cute!I got cuddly my very first day home! My first stuffed toy, a hedgehog, whose squeaker I promptly killed.
