Good day followers! Thanks for coming to see me. I’m Elvis. I not too long ago discovered myself “all shook up“ and searching for my perpetually dwelling. I’m an older gentleman on the age of 12. And I’m a “hunk-a-hunk of burning love” tipping the size at 22 kilos.
I’m a laid-back fellow simply wanting you to “love me tender” in my golden years. I want a bit of assist with my eyes. They’re dry and I want drops (Cyclosporine) twice a day for the remainder of my life. I’m hoping that’s not “an excessive amount of”! My eyesight isn’t the best (and neither is my listening to). I don’t at all times see stairs, so I’ll need assistance with that too.
I have to be fed individually. Meals is “at all times on my thoughts” and I’ll guard it. I like different canines (and cats), however I don’t like different canines sniffing me or attempting to play with me. What’s that about? They should go their “separate methods.” I desire to hang around with people. I shall be “caught on you.” If that included stomach rubs or automobile rides, even higher.
“If I can dream,” it could be a house with kiddos over 10, a number of cozy locations to lounge in, fast strolls or an opportunity to nap within the solar. Foster mother says I have to have “rather less dialog” when assembly new individuals (I’ll bark) however ultimately heat up. So once you first meet me, don’t have “suspicious minds.”
“Can’t assist falling in love” with me are you able to? I’m housebroken, crate educated, leash educated and love an excellent Nylabone (not your blue suede footwear) to chew on.
So, “Are you lonesome tonight?” Might I be your “Hound Canine?” Will you “Let me be your teddy bear?” Go forward and apply for me… I’ve a variety of followers so “it’s now or by no means!”
Thanks. Thanks, Very a lot.
~Elvis
