Our furry friends take on tech PR and social media
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Is that my human Mei coming home from work? Let me jump out of my bed and greet her at the door. She might have some goodies for me. My name is Cutie and I love my human family. I even love them more than other fellow dogs. Maybe it's because they take the time to play with me, massage me and walk me. It could also be the many treats I get. My favorite treats are Pupperoni, peanut butter cookies, and French fries (must have ketchup). I also love to brush my teeth. I prefer being indoors, but I will never pass up the opportunity to go out for a walk -- there's nothing like the smell of grass! Recently, my human has taught me how to sing. My favorite songs are “How Much is that Doggie in the Window,” “If All the Raindrops,” and “Happy Birthday.”
What? Did someone say “cookie?” Did I hear the word “walk?” When my human Cyndi says these magic words, I get so excited I leap for joy. (I really do!) Although I’m a 160 pound German Rotweiller, I’m not scary or mean at all. I’m just a big puppy who loves to sit in your lap and is happy to make new friends – both dog and human. My favorite hobbies are hanging out with my big brother Rexx, howling at police sirens and fire engines, chasing after fireworks and going for car rides (even though I get car sick). I’m really friendly! Can I come over and play?
What? Look into my eyes…let me hypnotize you…you will give me a belly rub…you WILL give me a belly rub! I’m three-fourths Pit Bull and one-fourth Labrador, so I’m a pretty stubborn and tough guy. But I will listen to my human Cyndi when she means business. I love to go on car rides, and will only sit in the front seat. I love to go fast, and get upset when we drive less than 35mph. I spend most of my day laying around with my little brother Auggie, and waiting for my humans to come home. When I’m not sunbathing, I love to terrorize the little dogs that live next door by barking at them through the backyard fence. I’ve got a full vocabulary and understand every word you’re saying….but don’t tell my human that! She thinks I’m just a dog.
My name is Sienna and I was adopted April 1st from the San Martin Animal Shelter. I'm part chocolate lab and part golden retriever and I love to swim. Chasing squirrels is my favorite pasttime as is napping on the couch. My new family was at the pound to adopt a bunny for Easter, but found me instead. I'm so lucky! I go for long runs almost every day in the hills, where there are lots of squirrels, and run around the 3 acres where we live.
Hi, I’m Lafayette, and yes, it is ALL about me!! I rule the roost here in beautiful Laguna Beach, and I let my human live here as well (as long as he pays the bills and the mortgage). Many people confuse me with a Poodle (silly humans), but I’m a Wheaton Terrier or Terrierist depending on the day. I am a bundle of energy and I don’t stop to take a break. My human rescued me from the Santa Ana Animal Shelter almost three years ago, and I love my home! My breed is originally from Ireland and hunts large vermin, so when I see a bunny, I run after it until my Flexi-leash runs out. I do have a couple of friends where I live, including a skunk and a possum family, that my human and I see on walks.
My philosophy on life is simple: drinking from a faucet is about as good as it gets. I'm Dromio, named after the twins in Shakespeare's "A Comedy Of Errors," but there's nothing twin-like about my personality. I'm a one-dimensional feline - the world revolves around me. I'm also a Ragdoll. For those who don't know, we're considered to be the smartest, largest and best-looking domestic cat breed on the planet. Come on, just look at me! When I'm not sleeping or drinking, my favorite activity is to plop my 17lb (and counting) frame squarely on one of my human's midsections when they're asleep, and then purr like a Harley. BTW, what Bozo coined the phase “it’s a dog’s life” anyway? Probably a dog.
I was told that if I submitted my bio for this Web site I'd get a treat. So here goes: My name is Sherwood, after the English forest where Robin Hood and his merry men frolicked, lounged about and ate all day. An appropriate name I think, even though I'm not English. I'm a Keeshond (that's pronounced kayz-hawnd, NOT keesh-hond or keys-hound, please!) For you history buffs, my breed dates back to 18th century Holland, where we were used extensively as watchdogs on canal barges. We're known for our intelligence, charming personalities, cute white "spectacles" and funny grins -- some even call us the "Smiling Dutchman." I possess a wide range of highly advanced canine talents, but if I had to focus on just one, it would be my extraordinarily keen sense of hearing. From anywhere in the house, I can hear the sound of the refrigerator opening or the faintest rustle of cheese being unwrapped. Also, I'd like to use this opportunity to plug Nor-Cal Keeshond Rescue and my terrific foster parents, Ada & Stan, who took care of me until I found my permanent humans. Without them, who knows where I'd be.
I'm Tazo - also a Ragdoll - and I'm taller, smarter, faster, more agile, and much better looking than Dromio. So why's he the dominant one? While my fat cousin is catnapping or catlapping, I'm out exploring (in the house). I think that chasing and batting things - my favorite is crumpled paper but just about anything will do - is a blast. And once I've gotten to know you, if you're so inclined to dangle a string or ribbon in my face, I'll play with you all day. I'm also a talker. That's right, a cat who can carry on a conversation. Ask me my name, how I'm doing, if I'd like to go for a walk (that means you carry me around the house), if I'm sleepy - whatever - and I'll answer. While my English is still a little rough, spend enough time with me and you'll be able to catch my drift. A pretty good trick for the pet of a PR guy.
Hello… my name is Lucy. My human mom - Merritt - adopted me a little over eight years ago from the Santa Clara Humane Society. I'm about eight weeks old in this picture, but now I weigh over 130 pounds. I fooled my mom into thinking I was an adorable, sweet little puppy with my irresistible brown eyes and black face that looks as though my dog mom dropped me in a bucket of black paint at birth. Within seven months after she adopted me, I had completely destroyed two couches, approximately nine rugs, three pairs of shoes, several blankets, and three sheet rock walls. Yes, I said walls! I go to doggy daycare a couple times of week so I can play with my friends, but my favorite pastime is chasing squirrels. I am really happy that my human mom saved me. In fact, if you are considering adopting a dog or cat, be sure to visit www.hssv.org for more information on how to adopt a pet in need of a home.
Hi, my name is Oriza Zigulis, Allie's little feline sister, but you can call me Rizzy. I joined the Zigulis family in November ’08 after a short stint in the pound. I picked up some bad habits in the pen, I mean pound, and now love to steal things like socks, Q tips and whatever else I can find. I also love to hide and pounce on family members when they least expect it, which is always appreciated. But with a face like mine, who can be mad at me?