The end of next month is the eighth anniversary of the day my human kidnapped me from the breeder and brought me home. I was born in a little down in the southern part of California called Temecula.
I had met my human and her boyfriend a couple of weeks earlier and played with them, but I had no idea that they were going to come back and take me away from my brother and sisters! It was a two-hour car drive to get to my new home — I think this is where my hatred of car rides began.
The first thing I did when I got there was hide under the desk my human had at the time.
It took me a while to get comfortable, but eventually I realized that I actually ruled the house. After that, I never looked back.