Charlie

Meet Vegas..... My ARF name was "Charlie" but after coming home to my new forever home my humans couldn't get me to come to any of the names they picked out for me. I'm a very interesting dog who long ago got lost from my first human family but still remember that going in the house is a bad thing (I've never done this once yet...not even the smallest mistake) and walking on the leash is fun. I'm fearless and reckless at times not to mention super lucky to have been rescued so these new humans started calling me Vegas and something about the ring of it appeals to me and I started answering to it right away. So Vegas I am. I have been with my new humans now for a week and have been spotted at City Place, Clematis, and Flagler Drive for my morning walks. I'm super social with other dogs but haven't learned the right way to greet them...I like to stand straight with my tail in the air and bark at them..but once I get to sniff the other dog I stop and go back to looking around...I might get bored with it after I get used to all the people I get to be around and the dogs I meet along the way. My new humans tell me all the time how handsome I am and how quickly I learn what not to do and what is allowed...for example, I love the couch and it perfectly ok for me to snuggle up and watch TV with them, however, I must sleep in my own bed at night and jumping onto the bed is not allowed. It took me a few times of trying before I learned I cannot get up but since my own bed is so comfy I'm okay with it. They tell me about Winnie the Rottweiler before me and I know how much my human mom misses this girl but I overheard her telling human dad how much she has missed a flying fur ball greeting her when she enters the room so I know I'm do the right things. I have a tennis ball I found lost under the seat left there by Winnie from a beach walk many months ago and now I claim it as my own and love it as much as Winnie did, this makes mom very happy and once I get completely used to the busy streets and high rise living we plan to take on the beach. This coming Saturday I will be taking a trip to meet my new vet Dr. Jaffe and I have been told I will be getting a hair cut. Things are looking up...sometimes I just sit on the couch and look out onto the balcony and think...about what my humans wonder... but then when they call my name, I jump for joy, wiggle, wag, and come running to greet them. This is my happy ending.... Vegas