Personal Narrative: My Foster Mom

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Hello there. I assume you already know who I am. My foster mom is about to help me find my perfect forever home, and in spite of the long waiting list, she does have the opportunity to refer a friend.

I have the ultimate irresistible puppy face; I tug hard on heart strings. I aim to please, and I know I'm a fast learner, as I already know my name, respond to sit, stay, lay down, paw, stop, and with reminders, I am starting to get the hang of 'get down'. I drive my older foster brother nuts with all my puppy energy, and because I'm so young I am still learning my manners. But in the morning I love snuggling with him, to let him know I really do respect him. I love chewing my bones, and with my foster moms help, I am learning that I can share,

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