I am Poochie
Hi! My name is Poochie. I am a Bichon Frise, which is part of the Poodle family, so I don’t shed. I REPEAT: I DO NOT SHED! I am a male dog. Just saying. I am 5 years old, but I got adopted when I was 4 years old. This is the blog about my life (that my mom knows about). Before I was adopted, I stayed at the Chula Vista Adoption Center. Then one day, me and all the other dogs there got put into another place, which is my mom’s church. Her church holds dog adoptions a few times a year. The time I got adopted was really special, because it was the month of Mom’s birthday, and I got to celebrate it! 😀 Anyways, when I was at the church, someone put a blue and black sweater on me, plus a vest thing that says: AD❤PT ME. I didn’t know exactly what was going on though, but when I saw her, I wanted her to be my friend! Like how I always want to be everyone’s friend! She kept petting me, and stroking me, and was talking to this older man, which appeared to be her dad. I don’t remember the exact thing, but here is what I remember, Mom: “Blah blah blah something I really like the dog…” Mom’s Dad: “Something words words blah words?” Mom: “YES!!” Anyways, Mom seemed really happy, but at the time, she wasn’t my Mom. Now she is. After I heard her excitement, she had to go, for now. I was sad to see her go, but she came back and took me home! The other pictures will show times of fun that we had together.
This picture reminds me of how boring it was to wait for Mom to come back from this place called “school.”
This was the time Mom was getting ready for her birthday, and I was entertainment for her friends! Sort of.
I love to play with my mom, but she sometimes takes it a little overboard. Okay, a LOT overboard. Mom, I am a boy! I don’t need sparkly, pink, toy hats!
Sometimes, when Mom is at “school” I work out with my Grandma. 🙂
I have only gone camping once before, but I want to do it again! Even if it’s annoying to have to wake up Mom. Come on! Wake up!
Mom, Uncle, and I make a pretty good orchestra. Don’t you think?
I’m getting tired of blogging. How does my grandma do it? Can’t I just nap?
Fine. I will continue. Anyways, Uncle likes to take pictures of all sorts of things. Like this one:
Finally! Mom gave me some “boy style” clothes! So, how do I look?
Hey, Mom? Am I done with this blog? Am I? Please say yes! Please say yes!
Sorry, everybody, but I’m done blogging for now. See you next time! Now, I need to find a place… to… nap… *snore*