<html><head><style type="text/css"><!-- DIV {margin:0px;} --></style></head><body><div style="font-family:'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif;font-size:12pt"><div>Hi all, it's Thor here,</div><div><br></div><div>How is everyone in drool land? I have had a rather interesting week and a half, I'll tell you that. Actually it all started 2 weeks ago when I was standing on a street corner in San Jose when I was arrested for vagrency. Yup, for the crime of having no place to go. So they hauled me in and said I was too skinny and needed my teeth cleaned (seriously, JUST cleaned) and one ear looked a bit dirty and I wasn't neutered .... so .... I got the death sentence. Yup. But they called Golden Gate Basset Rescue and said if they'd come get me by the end of the day ... they could have me. </div><div><br></div><div>So .... this clueless momPerson shows up and she takes me home with her as a Foster whatever that
is and she's got a DH and this big noisy basset named Snoopy who says he's alpha, and she's got the biggest black lab you ever saw named Cyrus and he IS alpha ... oh ... and a teenage girl and another girl too. Pandamonium. Thor's favorite! </div><div><br></div><div>So first thing I pointed out in this crowd is .... Thor is NOT alpha. Thor is hungry! Anybody got an kibble? Oh, good. Any more? Even better. Day 2 I decided toys were fun. Day 3 I started getting up on all the furniture and wrestling nonstop with Snoopy. But on Day 6 I went to the vet .... and got neutered. And ever since momPerson won't let us play. Well, today (day 9) she started letting us play a little but not run around tackle down play like we want.</div><div><br></div><div>It looks like I might need to be a foster for a little while longer while my forever family gets ready for me. Can somebody
please tell this clueless (albiet cuddly) momPerson to let us play, I feel fine!</div><div><br></div><div>more later from Thor</div><div style="position:fixed"></div>
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