So, I got the house to myself Sunday evening, Monday, and most of the day Tuesday. Tonight after Momma and Daddy got home from work, Uncle David and Aunt Shannon came over with another dog!!! What is going on? I don't understand....are they replacing me or going to get rid of me? Momma said we are going to be "foster parents" to this little guy. I don't care what we are...I don't like it!
I'm not sure how much of this I believe but this is how his story goes:
He was adopted out of my vet clinic about a year ago and was around 5 months old. Last week, the man who adopted him brought him back and said he was aggressive toward old people. I think that is crazy. Anyway, since Mom and Dad have experience with doxies and Aunt Shannon works at the vet, they asked us to foster him till next week. The vet wants us to let them know if he is adoptable and how he interacts with others. His name is Scooter and even I have to admit he is pretty cute. He looks like my brother, Max, that I never got to meet.
Here is a photo of me and Scooter together....just before I told him who was boss! He kept trying to get me to play with him.
Hey, Scooter! I don't want to play with you!
Whew! That was a long post. And to think, I was worried I was gonna run out of things to post about.