Sara here. Foma says that I should let you know how well I'm taking to retirement life. I certainly don't mind bragging for a few minutes. I really like living in a home. I'm not afraid of the wood floors and do the stairs all by myself. I don't get on the furniture even when Foma leaves us all free in the house on Sundays. I haven't had any accidents in the house or my crate. I can stay in my crate for at least 8 hours. I know where to go for outside potties and I'm learning to ring the bells on the back door.
Foma says I'm very confident and I think that's a compliment. I like to run in the yard with my foster siblings but I will go upstairs and play with toys all by myself. I'm still working on a couple of things like jumping on the counters to look for my food. Foma says I'm really smart because I only do it now when no one is in the kitchen. I know I have to stay outside the kitchen when the humans are in there. I'm told I'll have to give up my counter sniffing all together if I want to get a home. In that case, I can let that bad habit go. I'm also learning to jump in the car. I can jump out great but I still like for Foma to help me get in. I don't really need her help but don't tell her that. She says I'll be jumping in by the next adoption event so I guess I should get busy.
Here's a few pics of me.
Wow, if I stand at the top of the stairs, I can see the whole street through those really high windows.
Sometimes I fall asleep with my toys.
My favorite position for sleep and belly rubs.
Watching Foma get ready to leave. Those are my sad eyes.
Life here is ok but I can't wait to have a home of my very own. I'd like to have my own beds and my own food and treats. Most of all I want my very own family to take me for walks, play with me in the yard and rub my belly every night. I'm working hard to be ready. Are you? All you have to do is fill out an application. Oh and pick me up a nice doggy bed and some toys. Some treats would be nice. Don't worry, I'll make a list.