Look what my mom brought home. . . she calls him a "foster doggie." I don't know what that means. Here I am giving his rear end a sniff.
We call him Leroy. As you can see, he made himself right at home. He's one year old. The Dachshund rescue people found him running along a freeway. He was clipped by a car so he has a few little scars.
He's such a show off for the camera! I will admit that at first, I wasn't terribly thrilled about this. It took me about 10 whole minutes to get on board with the idea. . . and now I LOVE him! He's so much fun! We play and play and play together and then we both sleep and sleep and sleep. As long as I am on my mommy's lap first, I don't mind if he crawls up to sleep while she's sitting on the couch.
4 comments:
Hi, Frankie!
Leroy is a lucky boy being fostered by your family!
I am sure you two are going to have lots of fun together!
Take care
Kisses and hugs
Lorenza
Hi Frankie
You and your family are very special to foster. I hope he finds a great forever home soon, but it the meantime have lots of fun playing.
Love Ruby
Hi Frankie!
Wow, Leroy is so adorable! Of course you are very cute! Be nice to him, Frankie!
Hugs
Matilda
You are so nics it tock my brother a whole week to accept that I wasint going anywher!
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