Hi! I’m Boomer and I moved into my foster home back before Christmas. A lot sure has happened since then. I’ve learned about trees in the house, people visiting for ‘parties’, doggie stockings, and even snow! I get to take walks every day and there are other dogs that get to walk in my neighborhood too. I’m so excited to meet them that my tail wags extra hard and you better not get in its way. My foster dad sometimes calls me Mr. Waggy-tail (boy is that dumb!). I tell everyone that I’m just visitin’ and trying to spread the love.
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Hey Mr. Boomer - did you have your eye on that little white doll the wee 2-legger was holding? I'm sure that stuffie caught your eye!
It did not escape my eye, but I am a gentleman. It is hard to make a good first impression if you are poaching a stuffie!
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