Showing posts with label adoption. Show all posts
Showing posts with label adoption. Show all posts

Monday, September 27, 2010

Mommy winned a contest!

My Mommy winned a contest! She gets a $25 gift card to Buzzy's Bow Wow Meow thru the website of a local radio station, 95.7 Ben FM. She sent in this piktur of me an' her, and a short story 'bout how we came to be together and why I'm such a great doggie.



Mommy reely likes Buzzy's store, because he reely tries to promote doggie and kittie adoptions. He even has a couple of rooms full of little baby kitties for 'doption! And invites homeless doggies to hang out in his store on weekends to find new people.

Buzzy also is helping to edumacate people about pit bulls an' how they're not mean and stuff. Every 3 months or so, he has a seminar on pit bulls, and lots of reely smart peoples to come and talks about them, and sometimes, even one of the doggies from Michael "Con-Vick's" kennels, Hector the Therapy Pit Bull, is there.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Happy St. Pitty's Day!

It's St. Pitty's Day! If you live near me (in Phillydelphia), and you want to 'dopt a doggie, the place for homeless doggies is having a sale! Any doggie with an Irish name is $10 off the adoption fee ($65 for adult doggies and $115 for puppies).

Moira:


Patrick:


Keely:


Madigan:

(There's more at the shelter, too!)

And just cuz I'm so cute, here's a picture of me in my Irish bandanna (it's black with green shamrocks on it) with a Leprachaun:

Here's a better picture of my bandanna:

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Noms!

Mommy brought home fixin's for Chinese food!

They wasn't too happy, though. They hissed at me and Sirius before Mommy took them upstairs.

Huh. Why'd she take them upstairs? Kitchen's on this floor. And she only brought home four portions. Between her, Daddy, Sirius, Reese, and me, we need another portion.

Ain't no way I'm sharing.

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I just peeked. She put them in a cage. They're kinda small. I think we're going green -- growing our own food!



Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Introducing the Labramoose


Hi, I'm Owen! I'm a 2-year-old purebred Labrador Retriever. My family "rescued" me from my previous owners, who didn't treat me so well.


Now, I have good food, good toys, my own bed (well, I have to share it with my parents), AND I have a foster brother and sister!


My Mommy calls me a Labramoose because she says I'm so big. I think she needs her head examined. I'm just a cute little lap-puppy.