Frederick

Guess what I’m learning from my big furry foster brother? That it’s relaxing to find something to chew on and then take it to foster dad’s lap to sit for a while. He doesn’t mind!

My foster parents say I’m “housebroken.” That’s a funny word. Anyway, I can sleep all night without having to break out of the house, I guess.

Rudy, my furry foster brother, and I are best buddies. I follow him around a lot. We play together, even in the snow. Then we come inside and lie side by side to snooze a bit. Being on a leash is fine with me, though for the most part, Rudy and I play in the yard. There’s another dog in the house, a girl. Even though she’s older than Rudy and me, I’ve become the dominant pooch.  I am a mix, so it’s not known what my breed is, but I have the true golden personality.

Giving kisses to people and getting attention from them are some of the best times of the day. I’ve discovered very quickly that I love humans.

Just so ya know, during my first few months of life, I lived as a stray. Perhaps for that reason I guard my food. My foster parents feed me separately from their other dogs. I show my determination by looking over my should while I’m eating; my lip goes up too, but I’ve never shown aggression to the other dogs or the cat. Humans, I don’t mind if they come near my food dish—they gave it to me!

Oh, I get a little car sick. Foster mom is thinking I just shouldn’t eat before going for a drive.

I’m being trained. Oh, boy. But it’s painless cause foster mom and dad know how to do it. When they leave the room, I bark. They’re working with me so I can learn to be calm and not make demands through noise making. Growing up isn’t real simple, but I can do it! Besides, when I do the right thing, I get a treat!

I’d love to have a home, a forever home, with a family to love always. Do you think I’d make a good addition to your family?