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5 Years Old
Fostered in Tacoma, WA
Hey y'all! My name is Brody. They say I'm five years old, but I feel more like two! You're as young as ya feel, right? Anyway, I am looking for my forever home. Is that with you? I may not be full Boxer, but that's just because I'm actually a Super Boxer! My foster mom & dad tell me that I'm their goofy, affectionate nuthead. I'm not quite sure what a nuthead is, but I think it may have something to do with my Boxer energy level. I just love to be in the know about everything going on in the house and around me! You will see me zipping around the house and yard, going wherever my nose takes me next.
Right now, I have two Boxer foster-siblings and they are pretty great. We hit it off in the first five minutes. We share beds, toys, bones, you name it! My foster brother and I like to wrestle and chase each other around the yard. I think I'd love to have a doggy sibling in my new home. Oh! I also lovvveeeee kids! Big, or small (although I'm kinda a big lug so be prepared to get lots of kisses and maybe some love bumps). Honestly though, I'm not too picky about my new home as long as I'm loved!
My foster family is working really hard to make me a perfect gentleman for you. They have shown me that when nature calls I need to go outside only, no exceptions. My foster brother rings the bells on the back door when he needs out--pretty cool, right. So maybe here soon, I'll try doing that too!
They have also taught me that it's good manners to sit and wait when I'm being let in/out of my crate, going inside/outside, for meals, when we come to a stop on a walk, and when I want to get loved on. Little did they realize that I was super smart, because they were very surprised when I picked up on all of it by my third day with them! I admit that I do sometimes like to do my own thing rather than listen to them, so my foster family says I am still a work in progress.
When it's time for bed or while my foster parents are away, I go in my crate. I am happy to have my bones and a couple soft toys to keep busy with, but the crate isn't my most favorite place ever. My foster mom says, I will give my best pitiful whines for about five minutes then give up. I personally think I'd be just fine hanging out in the house alone, but until my foster family is 100% sure that I won't have any accidents, the crate it is. Fortunately, I go happily into my crate if you ask, and especially for my meals or treats!
Despite my long tail and lack of that smushy Boxer nose or snaggle tooth, whatcha think? Am I the right Boxer guy for you? I sure do hope so! My foster family has been really great and I really love them. But I am ready to find my forever people and a place to call my home!
If you are interested in adopting me fill out an application http://tinyurl.com/WHBRAdoptApp today. Can't wait to meet you!
Phone (360) 723-0219