August 30th 2009 1:25 pm
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Hi Chance here. I've had the most fun at my foster mom's house. I'm no longer protective of my food. Go figure...when you get it on a regular basis there's no need to protect it. The thing I like the most is getting loved...belly rubs are my favorite. And my foster mom gives me something called a massage. I'm not sure what that word means but when she does it, I get so relaxed I just slide down to the floor. It feels sooo good. I also love to snuggle in the bed. It's so much nicer than sleeping outside.
My mom says I'm a little possessive of my toys. She said she thinks it's because I've never really had any. There's this one fur sister here, she's not real nice and I don't like sharing with her at all. But I love to box and wrestle my other fur sister. We have the best time running and playing both inside and outside. I also love playing with these things my mom calls children. To me they are just like my mom but smaller. They like to love on me and play with me too.
My mom says I'm a sweetie and I will be a great addition to anyones family. I know how to sit and stay. I'm still learning down and come but I'll get it before long. I also don't bark much just when I need to alert mom about something important. Well gotta go play. I'll update you again later on.
July 30th 2009 11:33 am
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Hi my name is Chance. My foster mom and dad named me this because they took a chance on me and rescuing me right off the street. Boy, am I glad they did. I had been homeless for a while. I was a little skittish of them at first but it turns out they only wanted to feed and love me. They contacted this place called Blue Ridge Boxer Rescue to help find me a home. They knew all about BRBR because they adopted one of their boxer babies from them.
Whew, I’m so glad to be off the street. I love to play and run with my new foster sisters. One of them is a little grumpy but I just try to leave her alone. I’m a little protective of my food right now but who could blame me after living on the street. My foster mom and dad say that I’m a real cutie and sweet as can be. They say that I will be a wonderful pet for someone. I’m great on a leash and have only had on accident in the house. I’m even crate trained (Shh don’t tell my foster parents but I really don’t like the crate. I just tolerate it because I know they only want the best for me.) Don’t you want to take me home? I promise I’ll love you.