Let's Go!

Quick! Get your running shoes and I'll tell you my story.

My year in GLWR goes like this...

Five hundred twenty-five thousand isx hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear.
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?

In playing
In kibble
In goofy Weim tail wags
In running
In ear scratches
In tummy rubs
In treats
In tons of Weim kisses

In five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes,
How do you measure a year in the life?
How about love?
How about love?
How about love?
Measure in love!

In short that is most of my life in the past year (525,600 minutes).

I love my foster home! I enjoy the other dogs here, cats not so much. A home without cats would be best. Also I really do not like my crate, I get very upset when I'm in a crate. I do love my outdoor kennel when my foster mom is at work. When I'm in there I have free-roam. And she said I would be a great running partner or a great companion for someone who works at home or is able to stay home during the day. I'm a young girl with energy to spare. I love older kids.

And I have what could be called a beauty mark, a cute cowlick on my neck. Hey! Why don't you meet me and I'll show it to you, I bet you'll think it's cute too!

I hear the others time to go run.

Running Kisses,

Roxy