My Pledge:
- I will not eat the cats' food
- My fear of the vacuum cleaner is irrational
- I will not keep stealing Triona's stuff
- I will not drop soggy tennis balls on Triona's lap
- My head does not belong in the refrigerator
- People are allowed to walk past our house
- I will not roll my toys behind the refrigerator
- I will not be obssessed with watering cans
I am a rather handsome (even if I do say so myself) German Shepherd, born in June 2000 in Tottenham, north London. I am the third German Shepherd Triona has had, so she is pretty used to our ways. My coat was very dark when I was born, but it has gradually lightened; My dad was in fact almost pure white in colour.
I have to admit I'm a very demanding and attention seeking dog. I like to torment Triona by barking if she turns her back on me or grabbing her trouser leg to get her to look at me. I love stealing Triona's stuff and she can't leave anything lying around because I'll swipe it and then we'll have some fun game, while she tries to get it back from me. Sometimes she thinks it'll be best to ignore me and eventually I'll drop the item, but I never do. I just settle down and chew the thing to bits. Muahahahah! I have destroyed three tough plastic watering cans so far, by gnawing the spouts clean away; very tasty they are too.
I like to run out in the garden and bark at thin air, and Triona accuses me of being obsessed with pigeons. I suppose she must be right, because if I see one land in the garden, I'll charge at it, barking like a loony dog. I wonder if they do therapy for dogs?
:: lots more of me here ::