Charlie Dakota 06-175 [1]

4/11/06: I made it! It's me ,Charlie! You have all been waiting to see me because I am so cute, right? I made it to my foster home about two hours ago, and to be honest, I'm ready for bed, I can barely keep my eyes open. First of all, this place has a lot of activity. We all have been in the backyard while foster mom picks up all the #2. I just ran and ran with two other dogs that look like me, and a black one and a black and white one. This little white fuzzy thing came out too, I had never seen anything like it, and I ran so fast to check it out that I kind of rolled it, whatever it is, I do know it started hissing at me and it punched me a couple times, so I just stay away from it. Mom is already talking about getting up early to go work in the backyard again. I gotta go, she said something about a treat before bed. Later, Charlie.

Also not to brag but these people here keeping telling me what a good boy I am(I already knew that) because I go potty outside and I have good manners, and my looks of course.