Hi, I'm Bobby Magee. My forever family adopted me on Sept. 28. Then, I was wondering if my forever family even had a home. We just kept traveling and staying in motels. But we finally made it to our new home in El Paso, TX. Now that I know we are home, my protective instinct has kicked in. My Mom thought I couldn't bark, cause she had never heard me bark. That was because I had no reason to. But now, it's my job to let her know when someone is around our house. It makes her happy, as she can't hear very good.
Tripp and Kaylyn fight over me all the time.lol I don't mind, I like the attention. I do like to keep my eye on Kaylyn though. You see, she is only 3 years old and she is such a messy eater and you know I have to help Mom keep the floor clean. My Mom is trying to teach her to be a little cleaner, but hey I don't mind.
I follow my Mom around everywhere, I mean I take everystep she takes. Except, when she takes a bath, I just kind of hang out by the door. I'm afraid she'll put me in there, I'm not crazy about the whole bath thing. She don't seem to mind that I follow her around, but boy she's never still. She's been unpacking boxes and cleaning for a week straight now. She never puts me in a crate and boy am I glad. She says I don't need one, because I'm such a good boy. So I enjoy sleeping in the big bed with her and riding in the car with her. My Dad really loves me too, he gets a kick out of me following Mom around everywhere and he's glad I get to be the man of the house protecting our family while he is working.
Thank you MSRH for taking such good care of me until my forever family found me, I will be forever grateful. I pray God will bless each of you, for your hard work. It takes special people to do what you do. My Mom will be forever grateful too, cause she says I'm a gift from God. I'm such a blessing to the family. Oh and my Mom says my only flaw is I'm not very photogenic, because I'm so much more handsome in person.
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