Shasta reporting in today.
Go ahead and awwwww. I was cute from day one. (For those of you who will want to buy me a birthday gift in the future, I was born on February 23rd, 2009.) I was a rescue from a puppy mill in Tennessee but the great people at Poodle Rescue of Houston came and got me and my family to adopted us all out in Houston. I, however, was given a special honor. I was donated to Houston Grand Opera to help awareness of my puppy mill plight and help the HGO raise some money. They took me to a gala with lots of fancy dressed people. Everyone thought I was so cute and I was so good while everyone took turns holding me. Then I went into the arms of Momma Mim. Here is a picture of our first hug.
Some magical glue was created at that moment because we have been stuck together ever since. I went to live with MM in a house in Sugar Land, TX that had a great big back yard. I had been warned that humans sometimes didn’t let you in the house, or on the furniture, or in the big comfy bed, but I hit pay dirt with mine. As soon as I had all my ouchy shots, she took me somewhere almost every day. It started my ongoing love affair with the car. If it goes, I go. If I don’t go, I bark my head off to let everyone know how wrong it is to separate me from my wheels.
I think about how my dog mother and dog father lived in a sad puppy mill. I hope you can look at my cute face and swear on it that you will only buy a dog from a reputable breeder or get it from a rescue group. You can even find a great full blooded dog like me at a breed specific rescue. Momma Mim + magic glue + me = BFF’s. I hope you have found, or can find, a wondrous equation for yourself.