Pet of the Week
“I didn’t choose the thug life. The thug life chose me.” That’s the name of my new memoir, due out later this spring. My name is Finnegan, and I grew up on the mean streets of Friday Harbor. More specifically, the parking lot behind The Village at the Harbor.
I survived on mice and scraps from the dumpster for the first two years of my life until I met someone who noticed how skinny I was. She started bringing me food. Every day! I liked her, and we became friends. You’ll have to wait to read the rest of the story when my book comes out. Warning; if you are squeamish, don’t ready the chapter about the day I went to see the vet for “tutoring”.
See you at the signing – or sooner if you’d like to be my forever person! I’m here at the animal shelter, hoping to meet you soon.
Animal Protection Society of Friday Harbor
111 Shelter Road