WOAH people!  Can you believe what my foster mama wrote down there?  Brody this, Brody that, who’s a good boy, what a goood boooy.   HELLO people!  I thought this was a blog about rescue doggies like ME, not spoiled prissy-prince doggies who always get the good side of the couch!

I AM GEORGIE!

Well.  One thing my mama got right was about “Grody” picking on me when I first moved in, but I did not give up!  Nope!  I kept trying…and trying…and trying…to get him to like me, and one day he finally gave in.  (Who can blame him?  I have always possessed a charm that is lethal to men of my species.)  Not every dog would put in the time and effort necessary to win over that cranky ol’ man, but I DID!  Score one point for Georgie, wahoo!

You know what else?  When people come to the door, Brody has to go in the bedroom cuz he can’t keep his loud yapper closed long enough to let the nice people through the door to play!  Did my foster mama tell you that?  Did she tell you that Brody didn’t get to come to book club, but I did, because I am GEORGIE and I am LOVE and SWEETNESS?  Ha, I cannot even read and I still got invited to book club.  How is that for a good dog trick?

And when foster mama tells me to “kennel up,” boy do I launch myself right into my crate!  Brody doesn’t even know what a kennel IS!  Who’s a good doggie now, huh mom?

I gotta run, I think I hear the sound of my foster mama giving my Kong Wubba to Brody.  This is outrageous, people!

Somebody score me a forever home soon so I can finally get some ‘preciaiton around here!

Smooches,
♥ GEORGIE ♥

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