Last gifts to this dog

About me

I was first seen in a pile of tiny grey hippos. They had found a spot of shade on a summer day in the backyard of a ramshackle house. When my mom and dad walked up, we all opened our blue eyes and stared at them. It was like Village of the Damned, and they were in love at once. I had to be dug out from under six girls who were using me as a foundation for their nap. The woman who owned my birth mom dutifully sifted through my draping siblings- "I´m jest lookin´ fer a penis!"- and I emerged, sleepy and warm and a little wrinkled. I never really woke up. Nor did I ever fully unwrinkle.

Nor do I plan to.

Favourite food

Smetana, ice cream, gravlax, waffles. I whine at things that contain heavy cream.

Favourite toy

Anything I can fit in my mouth. Which is most things.

Likes

I really, really like my mom. I like my dad, too. But...mom.

!!!!111

Dislikes

Being alone. Ever.

What makes me special

I am big and grey and jowly. I loll around n my back and go "baaaaaaa". I am a sleep magnet. I rooooo when my mom sings Verdi. I remark on things all day. The muscles of my face are huge, and you can see my scalp flex when I chew. I have Marcus Gunn Jaw Winking syndrome, so when I chew stuff, sometimes one eye jerks to the side. Sometimes both of them jerk in opposite directions. Don´t worry, it´s harmless.

I´m a very sentient guy.

My personality

Energy

60%

Intelligence

100%

Friendliness

100%

Playfulness

100%

Activeness

40%

Loyalty

100%