Blake here. I’m a young man basset looking for a family of my own. I’m two years old – give or take a
month. I just arrived at my foster home. I’ve been a good boy so far – I haven’t gone potty in the
house. I get along with the other dogs. I tried to get the neighbor’s son to play with me but my foster
family reminded me that I’m not allowed to play yet. Why you might ask? I was treated for heart worms
recently. While I recuperate, I need to take it easy.
Well I see my favorite dog bed is available. Guess it’s time for a nap.