Remmy

Remmy

My first real adventure was the long ride away from my Mom and brothers and sisters to my new home in Oakland, California, at 8 weeks old. I was excited but nervous, this human smelled good and was a lot of fun to play with when I met him, but now I was inside the metal box experiencing movements I had never felt. I eventually fell asleep because I have always loved my naps and then later woke up in a garage that I would soon learn to be mine. As I got settled in and started exploring my yard and house, I was pretty excited. My Dad seemed pretty cool, and I loved the snuggle time. I soon learned my name was Remmington or Remmy most of the time. I got used to car rides and meeting strangers early on because Dad took me to his office daily. I made a ton of friends there, and there was even another puppy some days. Sydney was my first doggie companion, and we loved our walks and playtime in the grass. I’ve always been curious, so I kept my eye on the door that took me to the expansive world of smells and new humans. I successfully escaped a few times, but my success was always quickly met with a familiar human calling my name and acting very excited. They didn’t seem to think it was amusing, but I loved the attention and chase. Not long after my first birthday, I set out on a road trip across the US. I got to stay in so many hotels and explore so many new places. It was amazing. This trip is where I fully embraced my inner explorer and expanded my love for hiking. Then after seeing my grandparents for a week at the beach, I got to go on my first ever RV adventure. (Isn’t the beach sand the best to dig in?) This travel mode was far more enjoyable! Instead of my little area in the back seat, I had a bus to run around and explore. After all of that, I then got to go on an airplane to head back to California – planes are probably my least favorite way to travel. Not too long after that plane ride, I started full time RVing with my Dad. We’re in our second house on wheels at this point, and I’m now 4 years old. I never really know where we’re going next, but I love it when I hear the words “load em up” because I know new friends and smells are on the other side of that ride.
Integrated Natural Health
2020-07-06T15:31:54-04:00
My first real adventure was the long ride away from my Mom and brothers and sisters to my new home in Oakland, California, at 8 weeks old. I was excited but nervous, this human smelled good and was a lot of fun to play with when I met him, but now I was inside the metal box experiencing movements I had never felt. I eventually fell asleep because I have always loved my naps and then later woke up in a garage that I would soon learn to be mine. As I got settled in and started exploring my yard and house, I was pretty excited. My Dad seemed pretty cool, and I loved the snuggle time. I soon learned my name was Remmington or Remmy most of the time. I got used to car rides and meeting strangers early on because Dad took me to his office daily. I made a ton of friends there, and there was even another puppy some days. Sydney was my first doggie companion, and we loved our walks and playtime in the grass. I’ve always been curious, so I kept my eye on the door that took me to the expansive world of smells and new humans. I successfully escaped a few times, but my success was always quickly met with a familiar human calling my name and acting very excited. They didn’t seem to think it was amusing, but I loved the attention and chase. Not long after my first birthday, I set out on a road trip across the US. I got to stay in so many hotels and explore so many new places. It was amazing. This trip is where I fully embraced my inner explorer and expanded my love for hiking. Then after seeing my grandparents for a week...
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