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My basic info
Breed
Labrador Retriever/Pit Bull Terrier
Color
Brown/Chocolate - with White
Age
Puppy
Size
Large 61-100 lbs (28-45 kg) (when grown)
Weight
–
Sex
Male
Pet ID
–
My details
Good with dogs
Shots current
My story
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Here's what the humans have to say about me:
Hello, my name is Mouse. When I first arrived, I was only a few ounces and one of the runts of the litter. I am now a little "Tank" - why go around if you can go through? I am quite clumsy and a little uncoordinated. I love to wrestle with my sister and you can usually find me with a small piece of material in my mouth. My foster Mummy took away her "milky fingers" before I was ready and consequently I like to suck on things. I got my own back though when I tried to drown myself in the milk bowl. Since having us in the house, foster Mummy has developed something called neurosis but we don't care. When she takes those eyes out the back of her head, I find some quiet place to sleep. Panic ensues until she finds me - I don't know what all the fuss is about!
I am a brave little boy who would like to play with the big dogs in this house. Those big dogs are frightened of me so I sit and stare at them with a goofy look on my face. People are not allowed to walk past this house unless the big dogs say so. When they bark, my sister runs to Mummy, while I just roll over and go back to sleep. There is a "Ginger tiger" in this house and he should hiss and spit at us but he doesn't. Mummy says he is suffering from an identity crisis and he thinks he's a dog. We are not at all scared of him - he is our own personal climbing frame! If I'm being cuddled, I like to suck on clothing, particularly those tangly strings from sweatshirts but anything will do.
What breed am I you ask and I reply “don't know, don't care, I am beautiful.” There are theories from the lady with the pokey things that make me scream (I think they call her the vet) - Lab/heeler/boxer/pitbull and, because of my double back dew claws, perhaps Newfoundland. But no one really knows.
I was born mid-September and am looking for my furever home. Foster mummy is going to have a broken heart when we go and she wants a really really good home for us. Very small children might not be ideal as I have needles in my mouth and I do not want to hurt small little hands by mistake.
