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Here's a picture on the day I was brought home.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

So lets get started, I’m Crosby and was born January 8th 2010. I have an English background, which would be English Springer Spaniel to you official people. I had 15 brothers and sisters and was the second puppy to pop out. I wanted to be the first but Granite a Black and White not Tri like me beat me out of the cave.

Do you have any idea what it’s like fighting for a feeding spot with 15 other brothers and sisters.

To make things worse a week later the place where we were staying had a second litter with another dozen puppies. Talk about crowded and stinky man Oh man.

Eight weeks go by and it's killing me that one after another puppies are being taken away and I’m still here fighting for food and fresh air. Then this Dude and Chick come in after me being left in this orphanage for 13 weeks. The lady who was keeping us opens the door to the back yard where we all hang out and in we all come at once. Who know that some Dude would be sitting on the floor and what was he thinking as 15 dogs come running straight for him all at the same time. I jumped on his lap straight away and stayed until he asked to see some of the other dogs. Can you imagine “see some other dogs”? Well the Chick anyway liked me from the get go so I gave her my little “puppy tilted head smile” as they looked at others. Now get this it took them two and a half hours to come back to me and say, “He’s the one”. Hey I know I was the one from my first lap sit.

So off we go to my new home that I’m going to share with this Dude and the Chick.

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