I was born the summer of 2000 to a loving mother and father. I had 5 other brothers and sisters. We had a wonderful time playing and chasing each other around, but I always had the feeling I was different. I always wanted to know what was in the next yard or across the street. I was never content to stay home with the family. So, in the spring I told my mother and father I was going to see what was out in the big world around me. They were sad, but they knew I had places to go and things to do.

I wandered around the town chasing birds and squirrels and making friends with other kids and learning to stay away from the big things that make a lot of noise (I found out they are called "dogs"). One day I found this yard with a nice deck I could sleep under at night and a family to play with. They bought me food and gave a room to live in. They called it a gazebo, but I called it Heaven.

They took me to a place where a nice human checked me over and gave me a bath (I had fleas).

They also had 2 small humans that came over on weekends and played with me. The humans had a pool and would splash me. It was a fun time.