When I saw Scooby come in to the cage, I fell in love with him. He was a 3 month old chubby puppy, I knew he was going to be a big dog, but when he put his little (big) paw and his nose as far through the fence as he could get them for me to pet him, he had me by the heart. I went home, told my husband about him and got him the next day.
Scooby loves to jump across the yard and looks like a kangaroo, when he does. He has a old football that he has worn out and deflated, but it is his favorite toy. He loves my husband (his papa) and will wait on him to get home from work, and attack him with Scooby kisses. Scooby likes outside, but he is generally in the house with us. Baby, the Yorkie, thinks he is the king and bosses big old Scooby around all he can. But he no longer grieves for his old friend, Scooby has taken that place. Scooby is sweet and funny, we got a gold mine when we got him.
By Sandra M.
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He's not only gorgeous but his "story" touched my heart and brought a very big smile to my face. Thank you for sharing Scooby with us!
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