My hunters and I were crawling through the brush, all looking for the birds I love to chase. I rushed through the bushes to get the birds going. I loved that part of my job …
Then BANG! That awful noise from their big sticks scared me. I ran off to hide.
When I finally looked around, I heard them laughing in the distance as they jumped into their van, and off they went.
Suddenly, I was all alone.…
Woof! That’s me, Rex, a spirited Brittany. My journey hasn’t been an easy one. You see, for a while, I was in this place with a lot of dogs, and we were all waiting. Waiting for a home, waiting for love, and waiting for a chance to run and play without boundaries.
Please don't eat me. I'm frightened." cried the little bird in Touche's mouth.
"Put me down! Put me down!"
Exciting environments are my lifestyle. Sports like playing ball, swimming, running, hurdle jumping. I love social events, especially when I can smell and kiss the ladies.
And, of course, I love dining … Won’t turn down a treat now and then. … And love to lie down aggressively chewing on a RAW BONE!
My name is Touché. I call the one who takes care of me, Dad. He’s the best and gives me everything I need. One of the things I love most about Dad is how he takes me on adventures.
“Wanna go to the beach?”
That’s all Dad has to say. My sister, Mona, and I knew just what that means.
“Whoopee!” Our ears perk up. “Let’s go, Mona.”
Sitting with my coffee and the daily news on one quiet spring morning, I unconsciously kept hearing a strange sound …
“Squeeeek … squeak … squeak … “
Suddenly I realized this was a real sound; I jumped up and began to track down the squeak's source. I stole around the corner, and there, in the middle of my lawn, were Touché and Mona – grazing. They would each bow their heads to the ground and pull with all their might. "Squeak - chomp - chomp. "