Chumley came from a shelter near me last fall.
In spite of his awful skin and hair, he was the happiest dog.
He looked like a "junk yard" dog-- but he loved everyone. My friend offered to foster him and then said I had to. She said if he stayed there more than a few days, she would not be able to let him go.
So, Chumley moved in here. He loves the grandbits. He is such a happy boy, and his tail is always wagging-- always!
His favorite toy is never far from him, although he will occasionally play with a rope toy. He thinks if I am blowing my hair dry or putting on my make up, I should toss his toy. Over and over and over...
When Sugar Bit was born, Chumley had to meet her. One of my grandbits fell in love with Chumley-- to the point where I felt guilty not adopting him. So we did.
We should have named him Happy-- because that fits. He is so good and lets the grandkids do a lot with him-- Click
here: Chumley in the Wagon - YouTube
He just had a spa day and had a trim. When I went to drop him off, he rolled over so they could give him a tummy rub. He entertained everyone in the vet's waiting room. Chumley is an older boy, probably about 11, but he has a lot of energy and love. He's part of the family!
1 comment:
Oh Linda .... I would pinch Mr Chumley off you if I lived around you! LOL
Loved the video!!!!!
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