Why have you been here so long?
|Don't know. Rub the belly.|
Seriously - you're awesome. First of all there's your ears...
|What's up with my ears? They're just ears.|
And that's just the cosmetics. You're housebroken and have been working hard on your crate training.
|I do. And I deserve a belly rub.|
You're like the best walking buddy EVER. You'll go forever and are so good with your harness. You make us want to spend more time outside.
|I love outside. You've got to take your people for walks.|
And you're a smarty pants, too. We heard you graduated near the top of your Obedience Class and pulled off this ace trick with a treat on your nose.
|Ppppffffhhhht. You flatter me.|
So why have you been here for over six months? This makes NO sense to us.
|Don't know. The flowers are nice though. Is that a treat in your hand?|
And you've overcome so much. That awful flea allergy and all those medicated baths. You were so scaly and itchy and sad when we met you. You were such a champ about all the treatments. Now it's under control and you look fabulous.
|Much happier now. Not so itchy all the time. Is that a treat?|
And no matter what you've been through and how long you've been here you're still just MADE of happy. You're never in a bad mood, never depressed - you are optimism personified. Everyone loves you.
|Ryan is good people. Everyone is good people. Particularly if they rub the belly.|
So it's time for you to find your own peeps, Cheechoo. This has gone on long enough. We need to find you a family that can handle all your awesomeness.
|Are you sick of me?|
No, we're not sick of you. We love you. You just deserve better. You're eight years old. Your time is now.
|So I need to find some peeps that need me?|
We can do that Cheechoo. We can find some folks that need snuggling and walks. We're working on it right now.