The starting point of my story is O Cantinho da Milu, a private shelter for dogs established in the proximity of Lisbon. If you look carefully you will see my tail and butt on the cover photo of their Facebook account. Can you see it?!! In the very back? Left corner!?? I am practically famous. My people had found this place through dogsofportugal where they had discovered my profile. They then eventually came to see me in person and now say that it was love at first sight. On their part.
Me? Not so much. I was in the middle of a motivational barking session so I did not pay them too much attention. I even growled when my fellow comrades interfered during our first encounter – raising slight concerns that I might be a bit over confident. … Our first ride was not a walk down on the red carpet either. They gave me some bitter buttons to swallow as we were leaving the shelter – apparently, part of procedures – and the car wobbled around so much. No wonder I threw up on the shift gearbox. Twice. The entire car smelled like my vomit for weeks.