And So I Turned 18

A lot of people keep asking the hooman is she really 18?

The truth is we don’t know for sure.

The day we celebrated was the day the hooman female adopted me.

My adoption probably doesn’t make a lot of sense to some people, as originally I wasn’t the hooman females.

I was adopted by a man, who the hooman female was with, but he didn’t care for me and anyway I liked the female best so I was hers.

I had been in the dogs home for around 4 months before I was adopted. However, prior to that little is known and I cannot tell.

Both the dogs home and vets agreed when I was adopted I was around 5 years old.

This was done by looking at my teeth and also taking into account I presented as having had a number of litters of puppies.

If they were wrong about my age, it was likely that I was older, rather than younger than they thought.

I overheard the hoomans and the person at hydro talking not long ago as well about my age. She also agreed I was likely to be 5 when adopted.

So I guess the main question is how do I look so good?

Well, a lot of food is a must, then you make the hoomans take you on a walk to make sure you keep fit!

Rolling in fox poop is most wonderful for the fur and skin. I’ll never understand why the hoomans complain about it so!

Barking at the postman keeps those vocal cords in great condition.

While lots of snuggles and cuddles make sure the heart is full of love.

While farting and running is, of course, a must once a day – making those hoomans wonder who left the smell is HYSTERICAL.

So there you are, why I am mostly at least 18 years old and how I look so good.

Don’t forget to roll in fox poop people!

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