Major

Hey! I'm Major. I am an 8-9 year old male, but I have no idea why that matters. Mom just told me to tell you all the details so that maybe you would stop and take a look. So, here goes.... Some would call me a wanderer; I prefer to think of myself as a world traveler (mom said to sound sophisticated). I have done a lot of traveling that's for sure. Yeah, I've tried the independent life, on my own, foraging for my food, not knowing where my next meal would come from, and seeking a new adventure everyday. Let me tell ya, it's not all it’s cracked up to be! My foster mom spends everyday working with teenagers that want that life. She wishes so much that I could talk so that I could tell my story. They are CRAZY! Having someone to love you and take care of you is where it's at, man! I know, and I am so appreciative (I originally type "stoked!" but mom made me delete it! teachers!) So here I am living in a pretty big place, but all I really care about is my blanket and my food bowl (dude....they give me my food in a clean bowl, I don't even have to look for it...it is placed right in front of me...what a life!) I do love my treats too, yum yum! But, old habits are hard to break, you know what I mean? I fought for grub (sorry, mom), I mean my meals, so I learned to get a bit "overly-excited" shall we say. I am great when Mom or Dad, or even the teens feed me out of their hands, but the little ones...well, come on, who are they gonna tell? Anyway, Mom said I have to tell ya that I might get a bit snappy around a small child. I love, I mean LOVE my crate! Hey...you sleep out in the woods with one eye always open and you will understand how that small, safe area where NO ONE can bother me is my haven! "Oh yeah," my naps are so awesome now. I never throw a fit or get upset and frankly (nice word, huh mom?) I will stay there as long as you need me to. Hey, an old guy needs his rest! By the way, those other dogs that make messes in their crates, WHAT are those dudes thinkin!!!! YUK! I NEVER...and NEVER will, no worries there. So wow, I didn't know there was so much to say. I am healthy and happy and ready to be your best friend. I love my foster family, but they are gonna need to help out some of my other Weim buddies, so they know it is best for me to have a forever home of my own. Just one little word of caution, if you have ducks or chickens that you really like, I'm not your guy! Sorry, but we all have weaknesses! Also, I don't mind cats or kids, or really other dogs for that matter, but I would like to be an only dog in my next family. Sometimes I have a hard time telling the difference between playful and non-playful behaviors from my dog sibs, and I react defensively on occasion. I am a really laid back dude, sorrrry mom, "gentleman.” I sit and stay, and my recall is amazing according to mom (whatever! I mean how hard is it to come back to someone that's gonna love and feed me?). My eyesight isn't great, my right eye has stopped making tears (hey, I don't need to cry anymore), but I get the "eye goop.” Mom says a morning cleaning and some eyes drops are all I will need. I don't mind, I love the attention! It only takes her a minute to get me lookin’ handsome again! I am heart worm free, and I have been neutered (I don't want to talk about it...k?) I have a micro chip, and all my shots are up to date. Okay, typing with these paws is killing me! If I forgot to say it...just call and ask, but you'll have to talk to mom! She says I am a smart guy...but I haven't gotten your speech pattern down yet. My smile really says it all. "Mom, open my crate....it's nap time!" Oh yeah, I almost spaced it....my foster dad is sooooo cool. He takes me fishin’ and well, I think I might miss that. So, if you like to fish, and you need a buddy, I would be stoked! (shhh....don't tell her). I love the boat, and the water, and the cast, and the fish, and...okay you get it! (Just so you know - if you don't fish, no sweat...just thought I would ask.) I am being fostered in Bedford, IN. Thanks for readin! Major