My butt.

Fostermama talks a lot about all of her favorite things on my stocky body. She makes these high pitched baby noises and then plays with my ears and squishes my face and kisses my cold wet nose. She brags about my soulful brown eyes and the way I just look so stinkin cute when I try to use my mind tricks on her to get treats stare at her lovingly.

Mama likes a lot of things about me (who doesn’t?) but one thing she seems to really get all tickled over is my back side. Yep, that’s right. My tush. My rear end. My butt.

Mama says she can’t get over how such a big booty is stuck on such a little dog (if you don’t think I’m small, check out some of my friends at the shelter – 45 lbs makes me a pipsqueak compared to those guys!). She says she loves how it’s just so muscly and strong and kinda makes me waddle when I walk. I tell her it’s just natural for someone as handsome as me to have this physique, and I know from the back I look like an all-star linebacker. From the front, though… now that’s a different story ; -)

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