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Where do you live? San Francisco
Name: Christian (Christi)
Breed: Mini-Poodle+Maltese (Malti-poo)
Your dog is rescue
Your dog is a boy
Birthday: unknown
Siblings: Step-Brother – Austen – Bichon Frise
Favorite Food: Rocks and Snails (if he can get his mouth on them) But really ANYTHING though I stick to the dehydrated human-grade like Honest Kitchen and SoJo’s.
Favorite Toy: A stuffed blue dolphin and an orange and blue ball (both lookin like they are on their last legs).
Favorite Place To Go: In my arms. He is always begging to be picked up. It doesn’t matter where he is, as long as he’s in my arms, he’s happy.
Best Trick: Turns in circles on his hind legs.
Best Friend: Me, my roommate, Gina, and his Step-Brother, Austen.
Wildcard: He will dig to China to make a bed for himself. He paws at a spot for like half an hour and it never gets old. It’s a total hoot and so cute.
Pet Peeve: Being touched in the face and being brushed. Can’t stand it.
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Bio: I had reunited with an old friend. While at an event in Austin, called Eeyore’s Birthday, this friend told me the story about how she took on this little dog named Biscuit. He had belonged to her cousin, but the cousin left him in the garage and didn’t pay any attention to him. He had kennel cough, was emaciated, and had mange. So when my friend took him into her home, and added him to the mix of six other animals she already had, she took on more stress. She was explaining to me that she nursed him back to health and was now looking for a new home for him. I told her I’d keep my feelers out. At the time, I myself had four animals and wasn’t sure I could deal with adding another one to the mix. A few weeks later, I went to this friend’s house for a July 4th gathering, and opened the door to the most adorable little guy I’d ever seen in my life. I only got to see him for a second and then he was out the door, taking off down the street. When the guests of the party had caught Biscuit and brought him back to the house, I got to spend more time with him and grew to love him even more. I knew I wanted him to be a part of my family. I was prepared to take on the added stress of having five animals in my house. To have that little guy with me, I’d put up with anything, it was adoration at first sight for me. About three weeks after the July 4th party, Biscuit came home with me. I renamed him Christian (Christi) in commemoration of a new start and a new life. He’s the quirkiest little guy with the most personality I’ve ever met. He’s not all that well behaved, but he’s a total blast and I love him to death.