My mom rescued me on February 9, 2003 when I was about 1 year old. A nice couple found me running loose at a busy intersection and brought me to the emergency clinic. My mom happened to work there at that time and we became instant soul mates.
When I first arrived I was met with two annoying, beastly brothers. The biggest beast left for the Rainbow Bridge in 2008. But then we adopted an orphan girl named Izzy who thinks she rules the roost. NEWS FLASH: I am the pack leader and do not put up with any crap from my subordinates. It's a tough job, but someone has to be in charge. And it should be me!
All of my blog posts were moved from Dogster to this new home. My mom is trying to consolidate our blogs to make things easier. Yes, my mom does my blogging, but I am the genius behind this operation.
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