Buddy Notta Boxer

Hi my name is Buddy and as you can tell I am not a boxer.   I am way cooler.   I am smaller than them.  I fit in your lap better.  I am easy to take in the car.  I don’t eat as much.  I don’t poop as much.  I am easier to bathe.  My toys are smaller so less mess.  I can run faster and I jump like a deer.  Oh, and I can catch a field mouse faster than a cat!  I earn my keep.  Boxers just drool.  Anyways, let me tell you my story.  I was living on the street, when one day I came across a house with lots of dogs to play with.  I love the dogs, they are my people.  The humans…not so much.  The only ones I have ever dealt with were mean to me.  I didn’t trust them at all.  After a week or so, they tricked me into a crate.   Since then, I have been learning that not all people are bad.  I no longer have to dig for food.  I don’t sleep outside at night.  I have the BEST bed ever!  It is snuggly and warm with a soft blanket.  I love to get into it.  I like when my foster mom cuddles me.  I get super scared but she is patient and talks to me.  When she talks soothing to me it makes me feel better.  I like it when she gives me treats too!  Mom says she is going to find me the perfect home with the nicest people.  People who will be patient with me and continue teaching me how good people are.  She says they will make sure I always have a snuggly bed, food in my tummy.  She said my new family will have soft voices and soft hands to help me learn how to be the best me and to live my best life.  Do you have room in your life for a little notta boxer?