I’ve been told that I have the personality of Miss Piggy and Angelica from the Rugrats.  My hobbies are eating and collecting things and also eating the things I collect.  I collect things from all over the house.  I hide them under my mom’s bed.  No one is allowed under there except me and my mom.  Right now, I have Augie’s entire bag of valentines that he got at school.  Lots of them used to have candy taped to them.  I ate all of that for him.  He can have them back now.  That stuff would rot his teeth. 

I am a Springer Spaniel with perfect markings, of course.  I’m four years old and I didn’t come from the animal shelter, like the boys.  No one would ever want to get rid of me.  I’m pretty, smart and puuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrfect!  The key to understanding me is that I live up to my name…..I SPRING.  If my mom tries out recipes at home, I often try the first one….right off the counter top.  My mom says the only safe place is on top of the refrigerator.  At night, I lay awake thinking of ways to create a ladder to get up there. 

Another one of my hobbies is barking at the new cats we have.  My mom doesn’t like it.  She often tells me to stop.  But I just enjoy talking very loudly to the cats.  I think that’s the only way they’ll learn to speak “dog”. 

I love to get in the dryer when my mom is taking out the warm towels.  I often growl to get her to leave me alone and leave the towels in there. 

I also help my mom with the dishes at night.  I consider myself the pot scrubber cycle, licking all the dishes before she puts the soap in.  I like to save energy.  Think green!

My dad rescued me from the animal shelter in Murphreesboro, Tennessee.  He read about me in Petfinders.com. 

I am a red Golden Retriever.  I ended up at the shelter because I was the product of a divorce.  My first dad spoke Spanish and my first mom spoke English.  So I am bilingual.  I love it here in Hickory Flat, Georgia. 

I love toys.  I carry a “baby” nearly everywhere I go.  I help my mom with the laundry by picking up dirty clothes.  I often try to wash them with my tongue, but they smell and taste so darn good that next thing you know, WHOOP, they’re in my tummy.  It surprises me too. 

I also like to eat the fringe off my mom’s oriental rug in the foyer…(don’t tell her).  Oh yeah, I also like to swim in the pool….even in the winter.  My mom thinks I’ll catch a cold. 

My best friend is QD.  We play tug of war with pantyhose, dirty clothes and rope.  I especially love to decorate the house with the stuffing from my mom’s oven mitts when they have a little bit of muffin-cake batter or sugar on them.  She now buys those dumb rubber kind.  They’re no fun.