My new owners are an eight year old named Sara, who practically never leaves me alone, and a twelve year old named Jonny, who likes to play with me, too. There's some old guy who gets to pay for my food and
everything who lives here too, and his wife (who says she's allergic to dogs, but she seems to like me
You should see my new cage: it's huge! (The people here call it a "backyard"). I get to run all around
it, and there are lots of places where I can hide from that pesky eight year old. The old guy bought me a
new bed and pillow to sleep on, but I prefer the blue blanket I found on wash day.
Well, I gotta go new. Before I sign off, I just wanted to thank all of you for rescuing me from that
shelter I used to live in, and for taking such good care of me. If it were'nt for you, I probably
wouldn't be around anymore, so I just wanted to say thank you for being so nice to all of us, and say that
you are making the world a better place by placing me (and lots of my brothers there) in loving homes.
Love to all,
(Now called "Brownie")