When I was almost three months old, mom and dad helped find my brothers and sisters new homes. It was great to see them again! Here I am with one of my brothers. As you can see, I was already starting to catch up.
Mom and dad talked to some of the people who adopted my brothers and sisters and they all weigh more than 40 pounds now. Wow, that's BIG. I am not real tall, and I have skinny legs, but I weighed 32 pounds at the vet this month. Mom was impressed.
Don't worry about that silly look on my face. I have an extra long tongue that mom and dad think is funny. I don't mind, I like making them laugh. Plus, I have a little underbite and my lower jaw is what dad calls caterwampus, whatever that means. I don't hold my head all the way up most of the time, and sometimes I look sideways at mom or dad. I'm just a barrel of laughs for them.
When I was old enough to play but too small and unsteady, mom got me some kitty sized miniature tennis balls to play with and some small toys to play tug-of-war. She said playing tug-of-war would help strengthen my neck, as long as we were real, real careful not to play too rough. She was right. My neck is a lot stronger, now. Don't believe me? Try taking me for a walk!
She threw the ball a couple of inches at first, so I could still see it and try to chase it. Gradually, my sight and my reflexes improved and she threw it farther and farther. Those little balls became my favorite toys. I learned very quickly how to play by myself by tossing the balls up in the air. Sure, I fell over every time I tried that at first, but I got better and better. Now, I can throw that ball halfway across the room and run over and catch it before it stops rolling. Mom says I am smart because I am good at problem solving.
Dad just says it's impossible not to like me. I agree.
Next, you can see a short video of me and dad playing.
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