About my Dad

My Dad is the greatest Dad in the whole world. Of course, I haven't seen much of the world, just a few states on the east coast. Even then, I've only seen a few cities and a few people here and there. But I know that my Dad brought me home because he loves me.

When I first saw my Dad at the shelter, he squatted down and I ran over and tackled him with kisses and loving. My Dad was so ecstatic and happy, even though I smelled pretty bad from being in the shelter for a while. I didn't see Dad again for a few days, but then he came back, and took me home! I love being with my Dad ... sometimes he says "Dad Dad Dad" and I wag my tail a whole lot.