Hey humans, my name is Baloo. I was in really bad shape when my former owner brought me here. My leg was real bad from being hit by a car or maybe I got into a fight or somethin’ like that, so to save my life it was amputated. I needed lots of stuff, like medicine, and fluids, and lotsa food, and other stuff to make me feel better. I’m kinda awesome, though, ’cause I made it through all that stuff and gained some weight (I only weighed like 46 pounds when I came in). Now I’m doin’ way better and moved out to the main kennel and got a roommate named Rosie. She’s nice, and chill. Don’t let me only havin’ 3 legs scare you off, ’cause dogs and cats like me (even though I don’t get it that humans like cats so much… they’re fun to watch, but soooo moody) don’t have any hang-ups about not havin’ 4 legs. I’ve got 3 good ones, and can move and run ’round real good.
So, in case you see me and think I might be a good fit for you, I gotta tell you a few things about me. First, I’m picky about some humans, and dogs. I don’t like everybody I meet (dogs or humans) but can you blame me… if you saw what I looked like when I came in, you’d totally understand. I’d like to go to a home with humans who’ve had Boxers before, ’cause they “get” us, and they gotta know what they’re doin’ to help me with some of my human issues. I’m not aggressive or nothin’ like that, but if I meet dudes that scare me, I bark a lot ’cause I dunno what they’re all about yet. Anyways, I know how to “sit” ’cause then I get yummy treats, and I’m goofy. I like to run ’round the yards we get to go out in, and I gots the Boxer wiggle thing goin’ on for me, too. I’m not real hyper, and I don’t jump a fence or nothin’ crazy like that. I walk pretty good on a leash, too, if I do say so myself, even though I can’t walk real far yet. I’m gettin’ better everyday ’cause the humans here take real good care of all of us. Anyways, I gotta go ’cause I get to go run ’round the yard some more with Rosie. She just watches me run, but that’s cool. Bye!