June 27th 2009 8:42 pm
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Well. I have finally grown into a very "Handsome Man". My Mom tells me that all the time. Now I am trying to raise my little brother Dingo. Mom says he is a handful. She says that I was never as bad as Dingo when I was a puppy.
Nobody can believe that I have grown into such a fine dog. I weight 67 pounds now, and I am very strong. Even though I could beat up Dingo very easily, I allow him to climb and bite me all the time. He tore up one of my Harley collars because he drags me around all the time. If I am not wearing my collar, he drags me around by my "wrinkles". I like my little brother and I know he will grow out of the puppy stage he is in now.
I allow him to go with my Mom and I when we have to go and check on people that want to adopt animals from the animal shelter. Sometimes we just have to go and drive by their addresses. Dingo and I can not go when Mom has to take a dog for interaction with their new family. That is the most important part of finding them a home.
Dingo was dumped out of a car in front of the shelter. Why do some people treat us like garbage? We boys are both lucky our Mom and Dad love us. I wish all animals could have a nice, warm, loving home like us. Even though we have to live with 3 kitties, they are not so bad!