I'm not supposed to get on the furniture in my foster home. It's a terrible dilemma for a hound who wants nothing more than to snuggle with my humans. So every night, foster mom gets down on the floor and cuddles my head in her lap. It's a wonderful time; I wriggle and roach and get my belly rubbed.
But last night, foster mom got busy and was late with snuggle time, and I had to take matters into my own paws. So I sat on the floor (who said greyhounds can't sit) and leaned back into her lap to get my lovings.
I love getting scritches under my chin.
What I really long for is a home and sofa of my very own. If you'd like to spend your evenings snuggling with a sweet boy like me, what are you waiting for? Go ahead and fill in that online application!
Hoping to meet you soon,
Winn
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