Norma

First things first: I used to be a breeder girl, so I’m just now discovering this whole “cozy home life” situation. And let me tell you… I am OBSESSED. Couches? Incredible. Beds? Life-changing. Humans? 10/10, would adopt again.

I’m four years old, house-trained, and generally a very classy lady. I don’t tear things up. I don’t redecorate. I don’t throw wild parties. I simply like to be wherever you are — preferably touching you. Actually, preferably sitting on you. If you sit on the couch, I will gently melt on top of you like an 81-pound weighted blanket. You’re welcome.

I LOVE fetch. Toss a tennis ball and watch me transform into an Olympic athlete. I’d really love a fenced yard where I can zoom, chase balls, and patrol for extremely suspicious squirrels.

Now, let’s address my “spicy” side. On leash, I can be reactive to other dogs, deer, or exciting things. I’m working on it! I even go to daycare once a week, and guess what? I’m doing very well. I’m learning how to dog. I’ve started playing with other pups and practicing my social skills like the brave, slightly dramatic queen I am. Busy neighborhood strolls aren’t really my jam yet, but I’m trying my best and getting better every day.

Let’s also clear up some rumors.

Do I counter surf? Rarely. Only for investigative purposes.

One time my foster made scones. She took ONE for herself and left the rest unattended. I waited. I reflected. I considered my options. I took exactly one scone while she was in the shower. JUST ONE. I left the others. That’s called restraint.

Another time, a smoothie disappeared from the end table. Very mysterious. Very confusing. My foster thought she drank it. Until I walked by carrying the empty glass. In my defense, it was abandoned. I was simply tidying up.

I also don’t mind baths. I stand politely and wait until I’m told I may exit the spa. See? Sophisticated.

I’m up to date on vaccines, not currently spayed, and fully prepared to dedicate my entire caramel-coated heart to someone who wants a loyal best friend, a devoted fetch partner, and a professional-level snuggler who occasionally conducts pastry inspections.

If you’re looking for love, laughter, and the occasional missing baked good… I’m your girl.

Love,

Norma