So, a Golden and a Great Pyrenees walk into a bar… Hi, I am a 2 year old boy, part Golden and part Great Pyrenees
(smashing, I know) and the EPITOME of a jokester! Well, one day I got a little lost trying to find the comedy club and was picked up and taken to a shelter. Boy, it was so noisy there– definitely not my kind of place. I stayed there for a while hoping that someone who knew me might come, but no one did. The ladies there got in touch with AGA and told them I was very special (chicks love a funny guy!) and the next thing I knew I was an official orphan looking for a new home. But here’s my philosophy on life: you gotta have fun! In times of trouble, laughter is the best medicine. My great fosters called me a “goofball,” and I’m pretty much THE class clown. Now, we all love the studly class clown, but do we want him in our homes? That question worried me. I tried to be on my best behavior and keep my jokes to a minimum, but that wasn’t easy. Luckily, I’ve found a family who has the same sense of humor as I do! They even have another Golden boy for me to play with named Max! Max is the George to my Jerry Seinfeld, the Colbert to my Jon Stewart. We’re a team, Max and I! Cracking jokes, stealing bones! Thank you, AGA, for finding the perfect home for a snuggly prankster like me. You all saw the lovable side of me, and now my new family does, too. Keep on laughing! Tommy (ps- my new name is Harley! Vroom vroom!)