My big brother is home again Don't know when he has to go back to his farm, but for the time being, I've been luxuriating in all the attention. Sometimes it's great to be a cockapoo.
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About Me
- Tommy
- McLean, Virginia, United States
- I am a small, furry cockapoo, with floppy ears and a short, stubby tail. I was born to Cody and Cherokee at Autumn View Farm in Mt. Airy, MD. When I was still a small puppy, a nice family from McLean, VA came and took me away to live with them. I miss Cherokee, but I have a very fulfilling life here. Here's a little tidbit I bet you didn't know about me. When my new mommy and daddy first took me away from the farm, I was so nervous that I threw up all over the car and then peed on my daddy in the pet store.
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When is it not great to be a cockapoo? You sleep 20 hours a day, get taken for 2 walks, and get an evening surprise almost every night. And I would appreciate if you didn't hop up on this chair when I sit down, because you take up a lot of room.
Tommy, that's it.. the next time I catch you trying to blog on my computer while I'm sleeping, I wont allow you to ever come in here again. You will have to take your morning snoozes elsewhere if you don't behave. My computer is relatively new, and that last thing I need is dog slobber on it.
but, but, but, you sleep so late and you lock me in with you and I get bored. What am I supposed to do? So I blog a little on your computer while you sleep. I won't slobber, I promise. And I don't shed.
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