I don’t have a tale to tell of my birth or the early days of my life. My story really begins at Minneapolis Animal Control where the kindness strangers (3 lovely ladies from ARLP) made all the difference for a little pup found on the wrong side of the tracks.

Little did I know when these strangers came to visit that a few days later I would find myself in a safe and loving home, where I will be cared for until they find the perfect family for me. Yup that is what they promised, my very own family to love me– pretty cool huh! My new foster momma tells me I am her little Blanche Dubois dog.  I am not exactly sure what that means but she is nice and gives me lots of love and takes care of me so it must be a good thing.

Well foster momma says that I need to “share” a little bit about myself so all of the peeps can get to know me a little better. So here goes:

I am a pretty, little white pittie. I have really long legs that remind my momma of a colt and what Auntie Lara calls a lanky body. When I say “little” I really mean skinny – I am about 4 months old but apparently someone forgot to feed me on a regular basis. Momma is making up for it now and I get regular meals, treats and this super cool thing she calls a Kong filled with peanut butter and homemade biscuits. Yum! I am living the good life now.

The shut down

I had to do this thing called a shut down with my momma. For some reason she said I needed to chill out and adapt to my new digs. I wasn’t allowed to play with the other dogs in the house for a whole week. Really I didn’t mind all that much as I was so happy to get my new momma all to myself. She said she was supposed to have me leashed to her for the week – but found that after a couple of days she didn’t need to as I wouldn’t leave her side for anything. I know a good thing when I see it and I wasn’t going to let her out of my sight.

What’s in a name?

I bet you are wondering what my name is…well so was my momma. She said she wanted to pick a name that would be perfect for me. She finally decided that I was so special I needed 2! So she named me “Maggie Moon” aka “Moon Doggie”.  I like it – classic with a twist and it fits my personality. I am definitely a wiggle butt. I love the people ….if I see a person I get super excited. I wag my tail really fast and want to leap up on the person and give them kisses. Momma tells me this is rude and I need to learn some manners. I don’t know what this rude thing is but she makes it sound bad – but how can it be wrong to want to share the love?

Gosh there is just so so much I have to tell you! My momma says I am a little spitfire and that I am very well adjusted and confident for a puppy. I love to play with my foster sister Miss Ella and while I try to play with my foster brothers they aren’t having any of it quite yet. My momma says I need to give them some space and mind my manners. Gosh this manner thing again – I guess I am really going to have to learn what that is all about.

Well I could go on and on but Momma said that is plenty good for now.

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