About Me: While it didn't start out that way, my life is great now! I ran away from my old family (they didn't pay much attention to me) and got hit by one of those wheeled dogs. Some really nice people took care of me, even though I lost part of a leg, and then my new Mom and Dad found me. After a long ride from Michigan, I knew I was home. Mom and Dad already had a bed for me and my new sister didn't even growl at me except when I got near her bones. I get all the scratches I want now, more food than I've ever seen, a window to watch birds, beds in every room, someone to play with and we even go for rides to explore fun new places!
Nicknames: Tob-tob, Goofball, Buddy
My Motto: I'm a lucky boy...did you see a bird?
Likes: scratches and pets, playing tug-o-war with Chewie, hiding under the blanket, looking for varmints in Dad's flowers
Pet-peeves: getting yelled at for being in Dad's flowers, not being able to jump on the couch without help, not being able to eat Chewie's food
Best Tricks: Looking cute:)
Favorite Activities: Bird watching, running around, hiding in my blankets and then chewing on them, playing with Chewie, Mom and Dad, going for walks
Favorite Food: Anything except veggies
Favorite Toy: tug-o-war rope or blanket
Favorite Walk: Anywhere with my new family:)