I was born on the streets in Russia. It was pretty cold there and I remember that my baby teeth chattered a lot as a pup from shivering. My bed was a huge cardboard box, we even had some newspaper to sleep on. I'd heard tales of other doggies who had slept on real cushions and I had always wondered what that would feel like.
My Mumma left us when we were just 6 months old. Me and my sisters were scared but determined to stay tough on the streets. Me and my siblings loved roaming the streets and running free.
Then one day we were picked up by some mean people who put is in cages and didn't let us move much. It wasn't fun and I was quite sad and lonely a lot of the time.
Until a very nice lady from Chimney Farm came along. She told me she was going to take me on an aeroplane and to a lovely place where I would make lots of new friends. I was so excited and hoped it was a little warmer where we'd be going.
Before we knew it we were on the plane and landed in this place called the United Kingdom - how fancy!
I loved the United Kingdom, the air smelt so fresh here and the grass tasted different. I knew I'd like my new home, but I was sad to still be in a cage - I was always a street dog.
One day a young lady named Louise popped in to say hello and we shared a really special moment. It made my tail wag extra fast and I just knew we'd be lifelong friends. She knew it too, because the next thing I knew, Louise took me home to be with her and her family! I now have a new sister - Pippa to play with, a huge garden to frolick in and I've never had so many cuddles - its the best!
I love greeting all of the newcomers at Wiggle-Butts and can't wait to say hey when you pop by.
Love and licks