Foster Friday: Eva

Are you furries in 'dere?  Corbee done said 'dere are furry furiends in hurr...  I guess I jus take him's word.

Hellooooooooooo

Howdy, y'all!  I'm Eva, da Corbee's fosta sissy.  He said I can do da bloggie'n for Fosta Friday 'cause I'm da only fosta now...  He said it ain't been fair when 'dere was two of us hurr, but now that da Brutey has a new homie, I'm on da bloggie!  Yahooooo!

Me, Eva!

Thangs have been a lil confusin' for me dees past few weeks.  Ya see... I lived in da North Carolineea's wit my families fur some years.  'Dere were da mom's, and da pop's and da two kiddiers.  But somefin done happened and I jumped inta a truck with my brudder and up here we came, to the NY Apple.  But, I hasn't seen none of dem apples. 

Note to self: Must find dem apples.

Den I met da fosta lady momma person, den I got in HER cars, den I met Brown Dog (Da Corbee's) and Blue Dog (Da Brutey's).  They was all cool and we played and had some funnies.  Den anutter brown doggie cames over (Da Emmee's), and HE was also super fun.  But, den he left a few days later.  Den it was just me and Corbee's and Brutey's.  DEN!  A few days after Emmee left, BRUTEY left! 

What. Da. Heck.

So, da Corbee sitted me down for a chitter chat.  Him's told me dat dis was my fosta home and dat I not stay hurr furevers.  Dat he was my furiend to help me figure out who my new family should be since my old fam-ers had to say buh bye.  I was a lil sad 'cause I do like it hurr, but him's said I'd like my NEW furever home even more den I like it hurr.

Hmmm... now what does I want.

Now dat I'm equipt with da knowledges fur my new family, I'm on da look out.  Hurr's what I do be lookin' for:

1. Couch
2. Snuggler
3. Comfy dog bed
4. Couch
5. Kids, okay
6. Snuggles
7. Kitties, okay
8. Couch
9. Someone to admire my purdy furs, cuz I be beautiful.
10. Someone for snuggles

Corbee said my list be near purrfect.   He says I also want a yard -dat would be nice, but I not big time Olympic runner, I do my stuff and back in da housie I go.  I don't need no yard.

Corbee said I should ask fur a boat too.  A what?  No, Corbee.  I don't need no boats.  I don't even know what dat is.

Corbee said I also need to ask fur toys and bones and treats and breakfast and dinna.  Well, duh.  Ain't dis implied?
Ok, Corbee... shush up, dis my time on da bloggie.  SHUSH.

Corbee: "I'm just trying to HELP Eva. Geez."

Well, actually... I think I'm all done with my bloggie postie.  I'm gonna go get da snuggles from da fosta lady momma person!

She has super comfy lappy.