I'm very special to my adoptive momma... her momma (my adoptive gramma) bought me for her on June 9, 1999, the second anniversary of her fiance's death.

My mission is simple. Be a good dog and best companion to my new momma. I have scored a perfect 10 so far!

I am white, black and brown. I have a black and white tail, and I have a big black smudge around my nose. It looks like I dipped my snoot in ink! I have one blue eye and one brown eye... see!!!

My momma thinks I'm very photogenic. What do you think?

ODE TO CLAUDIA   by Larry Sonny Lopez

(to the tune of "He Ain't Heavy, He's my Brother)

  My dog is longggggg
with many a floppy ear
that drags on the floor
sweeping the dust, I sold my broom
She aint heavy, she's my puppy!
so on I go......     

I need a pet goat 
to cut the grass for me
tie him in the yard
my lawnmower is broke
She aint heavy, shes my mower   
so on I go

I may look depressed all of the time, but I assure you, I'm one happy-go-lucky pup behind this long face.  But, if you suspect you've got a depressed doggie that needs to find his/her inner puppy, I recommend this book: 

Here's an excerpt:  "That's when my vet suggested Prozac -- and now, poring over my diary from that turbulent year, it's hard to believe everything that happened as I struggled to get in touch with my Inner Puppy. But in the end, a little pill wrapped in bologna taught me truths about happiness we can all share: how to pick yourself up when you feel down in the snout; how to love the sound of your own bark."

I have been very busy keeping my new momma laughing, playing, and ... oops!!! ... cleaning up puddles. (But I'm getting better).

I was 7 1/2 lbs. when I came home. 3 weeks later, I weighed 11 pounds.   My ears are growing longer and longer.  They get a bath every time I drink.

Update:  November 11, 1999:  I'm 6 months old, and I already weigh 35 pounds!

Update:  February 2, 2000:  My Momma has started calling me "PORKY"

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