Pet of the Week
Is it my eternal optimism or am I sensing spring in the air? Oh, those fabulous days ahead! I can see it now… Walking on the beach, running at the dog park, sniffing other dogs… Oops, that was my joke of the late-night audience.
So, moving quickly on, let me tell you a little bit about my fine self. My name is Monkey. I was brought up in rural Washington state by a guy who liked to sit in his Lazy Boy all day watching comedy central and eating hot wings. He kept leaving me out at night, I think he was trying to tell me it was time to make it on my own, so I made my way to the big city hoping to try my paw at some standup but I was too short to reach the mike… Just two inches short of stardom, man what a dream killer!
Hop it forward 3 weeks and I’ve landed on my feet with this cushy new gig here at the animal shelter; giving out free kisses and trying out one-liners for 2 square meals a day, a place to sleep, and a captive audience. Drop in and say hi, I live to entertain, and you never know… your couch might be my forever venue.