Bork!

Hi two-leggers! I'm Rex (5103)! I moved in with a new family a few weeks ago, they call it my "foster family," but I don't care what kind of family they are because it's been so much fun here! I used to live with a different family, but they kept me in the shed in the back yard. Well, that was until their house burnt down and they decided they didn't want me anymore. But don't feel sad for me! My foster mom promised me that I'm going to get a new family! She said there's someone out there waiting for me with a nice comfy bed and lots of toys. Speaking of toys, have I told you about my favorite toy? BALLS! Gosh I love a nice ball! This foster home thing is so great. My foster mom even calls me a perfect gentleman! She says I'm so good because I don't potty in my crate or in the house. Also, I know that toys are friends not evil creatures that should be shredded. My foster siblings have different idea about toys. Oh yeah! My foster siblings are cool too! I get along with them just fine but I prefer to play with my toys instead of them. Also, foster mom has this thing called a cat. He just sits there and stares at me so I leave him alone. Foster mom just keeps saying "Good boy, Rex" all the time! It makes me feel good when she pets me and says I'm good. I have a confession though, sometimes I need a little reminder not to pull on the leash, but I'm trying I promise! Foster mom and I have been working on this stuff she calls obedience and I've been trying real hard to do as she asks because I love making her happy. Foster mom says we have to practice our manners for my new home! Do you have space on your couch for me?