Sinckers

My name is Snickers. I’m the Best. Dog. Ever. My foster family calls me sneaky snickers because sometimes I get myself into trouble. Like crawling under a chair I can’t get myself out of. Or quietly leaving the group to find other things to get in to. Then I get lost and cry as if the world has come to an end (it did!!! I was lost, down the hallway!!) I have the biggest personality of all my brothers and sisters. I come when I’m called and I recently started to dance and whine at the door when I want out. My foster mom says that humans really like that.