Hello everyone!! Thanks so much for coming to visit me. For those of you I have not yet met, my name is Dexter. I’m a 2 ½ year old Golden Retriever that my human family brought home to be part of their family when I was around 9 weeks old. They chose me out of 100’s of other dogs at the shelter, so I know I must be pretty special.    Apparently, I even have a red star beside my name at my doctor’s office. My mom says it is because I am just so friendly and want everyone to know it.   However, I believe it is because of my far superior looks and intelligence.

I live in a house with my human family which includes my mom and dad and three human sisters. Two of them are here all the time, but the oldest one; she keeps getting over the fence or something and she gets lost for days at a time.   Mom and dad don’t seem to panic though like they do when one of my fur siblings gets out of the yard; sometimes I don’t even think that they know she’s gotten loose!!  It’s too bad because she’s missing out on all the fun of being chased into the neighbor’s yards by mom and dad in their pajamas. If she’s real lucky, some of the neighbors would join in the fun with them!  But, the good news is that she always comes back, usually about a week later. Mom and dad will feed her a big dinner and then she’ll sit and talk to them for a while. Then someone must leave the front door open too long or something, because she always seems to get loose again.

 The middle sister lives with us but she isn’t home very often. She has a male human that she spends a lot of time with, and he is over here a lot too.    Not too long ago, around the time of year when the family always seems to get the bright idea of planting a big old tree in the middle of our living room, this male human put a big shiny ring on her finger and everyone started jumping up and down getting all excited. They confused me a little because they were crying too. Just when I think I have my family figured out, they do something like that to throw me off.   They have just recently started talking about some place called a wedding. I have no idea where it is, but from what I can tell, everyone in the family is planning on going there. It must be a really nice place because they are getting fancy clothes to go there and they are even bringing flowers with them!! I heard mom say that they weren’t going for almost a whole year, so I’m not sure why they are talking so much about it now.   All I can say is that this wedding place sounds really nice, and that wherever it is, they better like dogs.

The youngest sister is my favorite of the three (although please don’t tell them that I said that.) She was with mom when they found me at the shelter, and she never yells at me or tells me I’m getting her clothes dirty when I jump up on her (which I do a lot!) I’m not exactly sure what she does when she leaves the house each day, but I’m sure that it is something fun because she always comes back home smelling of good things.    She wears this black apron that says Petco on it and without fail, when she walks through our front door each day she reaches into that apron and pulls out a special treat for me and my fur siblings. Some days are extra special and she has bags with her. When I see a bag, I know we are in for an extra special treat like some new squeaky toys. Youngest sister always has a lot of patience with me while I’m trying to learn some manners or a new trick. I love all three of my human sisters, but youngest sister is definitely the most fun to be around.

 Well, I guess that’s it for today. I hear Gracie being put into her pen in the back yard so I must get out there to give her my daily reminder that even though mom and dad allow her to share a part of the backyard with us, she’s still just a pot belly pig, and in no way should be considered my equal! I’ll tell you more about Gracie and the rest of my fur family another day. 

Until then please remember to never shop for a dog and always adopt from your local shelter. So many lives depend on it.

Dexter