Foster Friday: Sophie

Hiya Blogville!

 

I'm Sophie, but the foster momma lady likes to call me Sophie Sofa.  Wanna know why she calls me that?  Because I LOVESSSS the sofa!

I mean, who doesn't loves a sofa???

 

So, I'm hanging out with Mr. Corbin after a few other foster homes didn't quite pan out.  I'm in my search for a most perfectly wonderful forever home.  What would be at that home, you might ask?  Well, a sofa, of course!  I also like people, so I'd really like a human or two or three to hang around with.  Snuggles are super important to me!  I like warmer weather, but I hear it gets warmer up here in a little while, so I think I can tough out the cold a bit longer.  I also like other dogs, but I don't really need another one around... if my forever home comes with another dog, faaaaantastic!  If not, that's quite faaaaantastic, too.

 

Mr. Corbin doesn't come with me to my forever home???

 

I'm about 1 year old and I seem to be a Pit Bull/Boxer mix... or maybe Boxer/Bull Dog mix... or maybe I'm just a Cute/Super Cute mix!  That's what I think anyway.  I know that I have to do my potties outside, and I'm very good about doing that.  Even when it's super cold and I don't want to go out there, I'll do it for my foster momma lady.  BUT, when I'm done with my potties, I fly in the house so fast and I run right to my doggie bed and snuggles under the blankets to warm up.  I hang out in my crate all day while the foster peoples are at work and I sleep in a doggie bed at night (sometimes I sneak in Corbin's doggie bed and get some snuggles with him!).  I don't chew on much other than the doggie toys, except that one time I took the foster momma lady's slipper, but she told that wasn't for me to chew on and I said okay.

 

I'll do whatever you say, foster momma lady...

as long as I can be on the couch.

 

I really like it when the foster peoples are happy with me, so I do my best to please them.  Lately, the foster momma lady has been teaching me "sit" and "stay" and to "wait" for my food bowl.  I'm doing okay, but honestly?  I really just like to be next to her, and every time I hear her voice I get all sorts of excited and wiggly... so we're working on it.  The treats are good, and I'm starting to understand that wiggles and excitement are saved for times when there are no treats available!  I'm also learning that when the foster momma lady puts a leash on me, we're not in a race of any sorts.  You see, I thought I could just drag foster momma lady around and yank and pull for her to follow me, but instead I'm starting to learn that the foster momma lady leads the way.  That's okay, because it means knowing which way to go is one less thing I have to know!

 

I think I looks good in red...

 

I think I would make a super awesome friend to just about anyone - as long as they're nice.  I don't really like mean people and I've dealt with a few of them in my past.  But, foster momma lady tells me that my past is my past and we don't need to look there anymore.  Now, we look towards the future and foster momma lady says I can stay with her and foster dad dude and Mr. Corbin as long as I need to until I find a great home filled with nice people!  Sounds pretty awesome, huh?

 

Tomorrow's my adoption event...

so, wish me luck!