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It’s a Wonderful Life

“So….I was roaming around the Bronx, minding my own business, as happy as a dog can be eating out of garbage pails (which is pretty happy, mind you). But — one day I was swooped up by an angel who promised to find me a HOME! I never thought I could be so lucky. It was comfortable, but confusing for a few weeks…and then along came Gerry, my new mom. Well, I’ll tell you something — comfort is great — but LOVE! That’s a whole different story!My new name is George. Gerry named me after George Bailey from “It’s a Wonderful Life.” She took me home to her Manhattan apartment … at first, looking around the one room she lives in I thought, “This is it? Where am I going to run? Freak out?? Be the madman I know I can be???’ But then Gerry gave me a pillow, and a food bowl and a water bowl and … are you ready for this? A basket FULL of toys! Red ones, blue ones, rubbery ones, plushy ones, squeaky ones! I couldn’t believe it! Well, just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, every day she takes me into this huge park, HUGE! It’s the hugest park I’ve ever seen and I run and smell and pee and poop and roll and pant and laugh so hard it hurts!

Not that everything is a dream though…….Gerry doesn’t like it when I pee in the house. Gosh, what’s her problem? She does it all the time, and I usually go in the same little tiled room that she does, but try as I might, she still gets bummed out when I do it. Hm, I guess I should work on that. And, every Monday, Wednesday and Friday there are these GIANT MONSTERS that roll and squeak down the block and these guys stop in front of every house and take the garbage pails and dump them into the truck. What are they doing??? There could be some serious chow in those pails….well, the monsters are really loud and I get pretty scared when they’re around. Gerry thinks she’s gonna break me of that because she watches “The Dog Whisperer” with me every night and now she thinks she’s a pro…Hm. We’ll see.

All in all though, I couldn’t be a happier baby boy. I’ve got the best and the PRETTIEST mommy in the world…(come on folks, do you really think that George is writing this??)

We love each other very, very, very, very much………….I’m lucky that Stray Angel came around.”