I was given to my family a week after their beloved dog, Sierra, passed away. I was only 2 lbs and 8 weeks old at the time.
My first year went okay. But, when Grandpa died and we had to move, I got very nervous and did some bad things like chew the carpet and pee in the house. I didn't even like people to hold me.
My "owner" worked with me alot. Eventually, I liked people again. I still shy and it take me awhile to decide to like you. Once I do, I won't leave you alone. I stopped doing the bad stuff that I was doing and behave alot better these days. I still need some work. Sometimes I have a little bit of an attitude, but I keep trying. When my people get mad at me, I try to do something really funny like show them my butt.
I'm a quick learner and know several tricks. I make people laugh when I jump straight in the air 3 to 4 feet high. But, my best trick is that I can sing "Happy Birthday to You". I sing better than anyone in the family!
I will do anything for food and am always looking for more.