Barked: Sat May 7, '05 7:15am PST |
 |  |  |  | When mom was waiting for me to be able to go home with her to live, she used to visit me at the vet's office every day to get my smell on her. Then she would go back home and let my soon-to-be big brothers smell of her hands and clothes (and her neck, 'cause she always let me snuggle there) and tell them that it was baby brother who would soon be living with them. After a few days, my dad told mom, "Why don't you name the new puppy, Bubba?" ..and so, I was called Bubba and I went to live with mom and dad and my big brothers when I was three weeks old. |  |  |  |  |
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