Brenda & Farley—Dog of Brenda
Hello, I am Farley; I guess you could call me a Mutt, but a very handsome one, small but fearless, with every color known to dog. I am Dog of Brenda & Stan formerly dog on the road and homeless. I don’t know exactly how I became that way. I can recall some people used to hurt me, I don’t know why.? Then, without warning one day I woke up and I was alone, no pack, no family, no home, no food, what to do? Hide, sleep, hide, search for food, must find food, I was scared.
I remember eating a lot of garbage and trying to keep dry and warm, I really don’t like being wet and cold. I wasn’t the only one, there were other dogs like me, alone, abandoned, hungry and wondering why. Some friendly some not at all-in fact some picked a fight over the smallest thing, you had to be careful.
One day a truck with big letters on it (SPCA) picked me up and took me to a shelter, as I was being brought in I smelled something good, it was a lady smiling down at me, she smelled great, then she smiled at me, I tried to smile back, I really liked the look of her and she smelled so good! Little did I know she was going to adopt me and be my forever Mom and take me home to meet my forever Dad Stan and other pack member Britt.
Life became very cozy for me from then on, like a dream really, great food, cuddles any time, warm place to sleep, ( with Mom & Dad) treats, toys, play time in the park , I run around as fast as I like and sniff everything in sight. We also have walks around the neighborhood, to teach me manners Dad says. Sometimes we meet other dogs, a few I call friends. I also get groomed as Mom calls it, I don’t care for baths much and the brushing I could do without, but I have to admit I feel good after it is all done.
My Mom goes to work at her pet store named Meow + Bark Avenue in Steveston Village every day. I help my Mom so I go too. The store is stuffed with great smelling treats and goodies- it smells great, just like Mom! As number1 dog I get to sample lots of stuff. I also get to try out new toys and beds for Mom to see if they are good for the other dogs that come in to our shop. When I am there all these dogs come to visit, we play, sniff and smell each other, good times, we all get treats, because my Mom says all dogs get treats! When the fun is over they go home. I am shop dog so I stay and wait for my Mom.
At the end of the day we close up and go home to see My Dad Stan and pack member Britt. I have a great pack and a swell place to live.. Now here I am Farley; once homeless, now with a home, once unloved now very loved, and with my very own pack family—- It really is a dog’s life.
So to all you dogs out there I say bye for now and thanks for reading my story, I will let you all know about any new and exciting things I see or hear.
Woof for now,
Brenda & Farley Dog