The Three Amigos.

These are my friends Miky and Barley. Miky, my foster brother, is the tall handsome one to my right. Barley, my new friend, is the cute short one to my left. I am the sweet black one in the middle with the pretty blue leash. When Miky and I visited Barley, we walked at least twice every day. I love to go for walks.

Sometimes I get scared. There are so many new things I never saw from my crate at the track. Like Barley's chickens. When I first saw Barley's chickens they squawked so loud they must have been as scared of me as I was of them. But, my foster Mom petted me gently and whispered in my ear. She told me, I didn't need to be scared, nothing bad was going to happen and that I was such a good boy. I like whispers in my ear and pets even better than treats. What I want most when I find my 'forever home' is someone who will whisper loving encouraging words in my ear when I am scared of new sights and sounds. My foster Mom says next we are going to work on not being scared of people on bicycles and in-line skates. They all whiz by so fast that I haven’t gotten use to them yet. But, I know I will real soon with the whispers in my ear.Woofie Wag