I am here now. I wasn’t before. Before I was someplace else.
I am a rescued dog.
I had excellent foster parents and a couple of other parents before that and one in between that had me for only 3 days and then sent me back. I am a handful. But Mom (the lady in the green behind me) says I am in my Forever Home now.
I will be two on July 16th. And I am very soft. I HAVE LOTS OF ENERGY. Mom (the green lady) thinks my legs are too long. She is trying to wear them down. We have had lots of walks since 9:30 yesterday morning when I started going home.
Mom is very proud in the picture because for about 12 seconds after 16 laps around the not our house place I actually walked with a “Loose Leash.” (See it drooping? See Mommy’s arm not straight out in front of her?) Her left arm is now 3 inches longer than the other one.
I also need a name. I had a name, but Mom and I decided I need a new start and a new name. Except she can’t think of one. Can you?
Here are the requirements.
1. I am a boy dog. NO GIRLIE NAMES! No either/or names. Everybody thinks Golden Retrievers are girls. It has to be a manly name.
2. It has to sound nice with my new last name: Simms.
3. It can’t be anything that you shout out loud and it kind of sounds like a bad word or is embarrassing to me in any way.
4. Not too many syllables; I move fast.
Please give us as many suggestions as you can think of that are good names for me. Use the COMMENTS. (If you get this emailed, please don’t hit reply.)