It's a dogs life

Ms. Tabitha · 10-06-2010, 07:09 AM

Hello,
My name is Shelby.
I'm a Lhasa Apso and the Dr. says I'm a year and a half old.
My mommie is Ms. Tabitha and I was rescued from a shelter.
I have a brother who is 3 years old and is a 15 pound orange tabby cat and twice my size and a sister who is 7 years old and a calico cat who is much smaller than I am.
I have my own pet, a parrot he is an African Gray and is 32 years old, he copies my barks and copies the cat's meows and he copies lots of things my mommie says .
Mommie takes me to get my hair done once a week and I get to shop at Petco. Every time I hear mommie grab her keys I know its time to go.
I run through the house and kiss my brother and sister goodbye, I think they are jealous I get to leave because they try to slap at me when I kiss them bye.
I jump up on the arm of the couch and try to kiss the bird, I don't think he likes me that close to his cage.
My mommies kids and her friends and family say I am spoild rotten, whatever that means.
Mommie says one day, I might get an English Bulldog sister.

10-06-2010, 07:09 AM	#19
Ms. Tabitha Member How Do You Identify?: Hey Lady Preferred Pronoun?: Female Relationship Status: Married ~ 4-1-13 Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Central Texas Posts: 1,440 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 980 Thanked 3,581 Times in 1,040 Posts Rep Power: 21474853	Hello, My name is Shelby. I'm a Lhasa Apso and the Dr. says I'm a year and a half old. My mommie is Ms. Tabitha and I was rescued from a shelter. I have a brother who is 3 years old and is a 15 pound orange tabby cat and twice my size and a sister who is 7 years old and a calico cat who is much smaller than I am. I have my own pet, a parrot he is an African Gray and is 32 years old, he copies my barks and copies the cat's meows and he copies lots* of things my mommie says .* Mommie takes me to get my hair done once a week and I get to shop at Petco. Every time I hear mommie grab her keys I know its time to go. I run through the house and kiss my brother and sister goodbye, I think they are jealous I get to leave because they try to slap at me when I kiss them bye. I jump up on the arm of the couch and try to kiss the bird, I don't think he likes me that close to his cage. My mommies kids and her friends and family say I am spoild rotten, whatever that means. Mommie says one day, I might* get an English Bulldog sister.*