Because so many cats and dogs are homeless, I have always supported pound puppies over breeders. In Fall 2007, my brother and I went to the Baltimore County Humane Society to look at one little dog named Dakota that our mother had found online. Instead, we found a character of a Sheltie/Keeshond mix dancing on his little bed. One year-old Wiley was the perfect match for us! (Don’t worry, Dakota was adopted by others.)
While he had his first name already when we adopted him, “Roo” is the middle name I gave him because of how he jumped like a kangaroo for his food bowl the first few months we had him.
Wiley loves his good-boy biscuits, peanut-butter treats (made by Blue Dog Bakery), and Greenies bones (or as he knows them: “stinky breath-esses treats!”).
His favorite toy is a little plush sheep we call Baa Baa. When we see him running around looking for something, we know it’s Baa Baa! That’s how much he loves it. The only things he likes more are car rides and walks!
Please elect me so Wiley can be First Mutt/Dog! #fmotus #fdotus