|Occupation||Lookin' after my human Mom|
|Location||Somewhere in the Okanagan Valley, British Columbia|
|Introduction||I'm a Rottweiler. What else do you need to know? Doesn't that say it all? Oh ya, I'm 11 1/2 years old by human years. "Not a spring chicken".|
|Interests||Eating, Chasing anything that will run, Sleeping, Bones, Walks in the Dog Park, Rides in the Truck|
|Favorite Movies||I can't remember the name... it's the one with all those dogs... you know the one I mean!!|
You're in the grocery store with a broken cart. How will you ever be that hungry?
In the grocery store? To heck with answering a stupid question, I'm headed to the meat department. I'll show you how hungry I am. I'll show you how to eat raw meat! Woof it down, Doggie!