Well who could resist that face? When we went to the Pound to find a friend for you, this is the mug that you fell for. He could get a from-the-heart smile for you. It just had to be the little Shih-Tzu that got rescued. And so it was.
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| HENRY THE CONQUEROR |
"Henry" you named him. And we thought he was something. So cute. Things started out good. Taking Henry on walks, wrestling with him, cuddling him while watching TV. And then Henry got smarter than us. He no longer could be bothered to pee outside. Too much effort. And taking him on walks anymore? Out of the question. Henry figured out how to take us on walks. Put on his leash. Open the door. Go a few hundred feet down the block. Henry stops. Pull on his leash. Wait. Tug on his leash. Henry spreads all fours flat on the street, chin and tummy resting on the pavement. Won't budge. Total roadkill. People drive by with dirty looks for the nasty animal abusers. Lift Henry into your arms and continue to walk. He trained us good and became our owner.
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| FAVORITE ACTIVITY |
Unfortunately our landlord lived next door, and the carpet became an issue. Tipping point. Henry won. Then lost and inevitably had to move on. Wonder how his next family fared....
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