So, I might have been a bit scared at first when I arrived on Sunday, so it seemed that I was not quite friendly. But, it wasn't until someone gave me a little tennis ball that they realized I was just nervous to be here. With my tennis ball I feel safe. With my tennis ball I like to play!
For my tennis ball I will sit so nicely!
For my tennis ball I will even wear this silly sweater! ok ok, I was a bit matted so they had to shave me down and this Wisconsin weather is a tad colder than Alabama, so thank goodness my foster mom took pity on me and bought me this ridiculous but cozy sweater! I'm festive!
