Mafia

The names Mafia. I come from a hood called Orange farm township. Back there things were bad, dawgs were being poisoned around me, bloodsuckers swarming the hood- one time they almost took my life (the humans call them ticks). My family tried their best to look after me but life was just too tough. One things for sure, they loved me enough to do what was best for me. They gave me to a man they call “the dogfather” he is going to guide me on my path to what they call “my forever home”. I turned up at the dogfather house and I was a bit freaked out at first. They had these weird things they seem to call “stairs” and they were dead tall. I wasn’t up for that at first, but then I worked out at the top there were nice comfy beds and awesome belly rubs. Seriously fellow dogs it’s worth the climb. I’m only small so it’s a long way, but I do have these weird gangly legs which help me bounce up stuff like a spring lamb….mmmmm laaaamb……. sorry got distracted. Stay on page Mafia. Being in cars. I totally love them. I don’t know why but if I knew what surfing was I think it would be like that. Yeah, car surfing, is that a thing? I love standing on the seat and leaning into the corners so I don’t fall over. Sometimes I get it wrong but I blame those darn taxi’s getting in the way all the time so my human has to brake sharply. I reckon it won’t be long before they let me drive though so I can get my revenge… I like going out for walks too. Walks are cool. I don’t stray away from the dogfather and his gang much though cos I don’t want to get lost and risk losing all those belly rubs or the chance at accomplishing my mission to find the forever family. I’ve even walked past these massive things with 4 legs, long tail and REALLY long faces before (horses?) and I was cool with it. I went to the 947 to watch recently too. I didn’t bark there either. Those poor people being forced to sit on those machines. They looked like they were in real pain so it would be unfair to make extra noise. I don’t bark that much to be honest. I sometimes have a go but my barks not really that manly…it’s a bit more high pitched than people expect. My names Mafia dudes and dudettes…I need to be the strong silent type…like a boss so to speak… I do bark at strangers coming into the house though- gotta protect the family. I’m a dog, it’s my job. But I chill out when the humans say so. I like living with the dogfather and his dawgs, I would do though because I’m very social and get along with pretty much all of the “dog” types I meet. I’m not digging the ones they call cats. They smell funny and I’ve not really hung much with them. I mean, who knows if they even like belly rubs like I do? Therefore I have made it my mission to chase them – cos it’s fun. So here it is- I’ll make you an offer you can’t refuse. Help me accomplish my mission of finding my forever home and I’ll be your friend for life! If you would like the perfect house mate, can supply some decent food every day (I like Acana, I’m classy), regular bellyrubs, the odd walk and a comfy bed… I’m in. Apparently the humans have to do a home check and all that stuff but you can email the dogfathers secretary to work it out. Whatever email is. How would I know..I’m a dog! lauraw.pets@gmail.com