Is this thing on?
My name is Gracie. I'm currently living with Corbin and his parents. I came from Kentucky where I was found wondering along the roadside. I was brought to a shelter, then loaded in a van and on my journey to New York! Never did I think life was going to be THIS good!
Dontcha know, I'm allowed inside the house?! AND, there's this thing... Corbin says it's called a couch. Do you KNOW how comfortable that is?! Ah... I just jump up there and snooze the day away.
I also have a yard that's fenced in so I can't run away... but honestly... I don't think I want to go anywhere else! I get to go outside with Corbin and play. I also have to do my potties out there because, apparently I'm not allowed to do them in the house. That's okay, I leared quickly and only had a few slip ups when I was too busy playing or sleeping.
|This whole yard is for me???|
When I'm not sleeping on the couch, Corbin shares his bed and bones with me.
|I'll stop giving you kisses for a few minutes so we can |
chew our bones... okay, Corbin?
Then, we play!
|Hold on, Corbin... you have a cookie stuck in your jowls...|
Don't worry, I'll get it!
|ROAR!!!! Beware of the puppy teeth!|
|I'LL GET YOU!!!!!!!!|
|Ok... that's enough playing... time for a snooze on the couch!|