FREEDOM!!!

Hi Humoons!!  My name is Mary and I'm a cute, if I may say so myself, little, not quite 60 pound, 2 year old, brindle beauty of a Greyhound.  I never raced, which FoMa says is probably because I'm A.D.D.  I don't actually know what that means, but I really love all the toys, but ooo smells in the kitchen, BRB!!

The first cool thing I found at FoMa's house was a bone to chew on.
SCORE.

FoMa is also good about sharing delicious noms with Phil and I.

Ok, I'm back, it was just FoMa doing the dishes.  Boo.

My FoBro is actually my HALF-Bro, which is kinda cool.  We have the same Dad.  Although Phil is older (and of course wiser), I'm the real party in the house.  FoMa and her other doggie friends have agreed that I'm a pretty greyt pup.  I'm doing really good at only going business outside (I've had no inside accidents!), I don't mind kitties, little hoomans aren't too bad either, and there's no place that is too scary for me. 

If Phil wasn't so scared of these slippery floors FoMa has, he'd be able to obtain some pretty good noms from the kitchen counters....  I tried to show him, but FoMa didn't like that very much.  She says that's not very lady-like behaviors, but it was homemade mac and cheese!  I'm sure you understand.

But I wanted to tell you something very important about me.  I mean, this is serious.  It's one of FoMa's favorite things about me, and she has lots of favorite things about me (as she should).
I sleep until 0730 in the mornings unless you wake me up earlier than that.

Yep, I admitted it.  I'm a greyhound who likes to sleep in.  Anddddd, after FoMa feeds us breakfast, I go outside for business, and then its naptime. 

And I roach (lay on my back with my legs in the air) when hoomans rub my belly.  I just lubs belly rubbins.

So yeah!  Go fill out that application.  The best Christmas present for me would be you!!