BEVERLY HILLS—Everyone
says that the name Angel fits me perfectly. I"m not sure what
my name means, but everyone has a smile on their face when they say it.
BEVERLY HILLS—Hi, everyone! I'm a little girl, and my name is Poppy. I've been told that I'm probably a mix of a Maltese and a Poodle. In other words, I'm known as a Malti-Poo.
BEVERLY HILLS—I hope that this picture of me got your attention! I asked politely, if instead of just a 'head shot', I could show off my whole body so that you could see all of my great markings.
BEVERLY HILLS—I bet you know what my eyes are saying to you, don't you? If you said that they're saying, "Won't someone please adopt me?" you're absolutely right! I'm always overlooked.
BEVERLY HILLS—I wasn't given the name Miss Broadway because I starred on Broadway like the little Chihuahua in "Legally Blond," or the dog that played the part of Sandy in "Annie"—I wasn't that lucky.
BEVERLY HILLS—My name is Lacey,
and I guess that I was given that name because I'm delicate looking! I don't
know how two of us kitty cats got so lucky as to be in this column within a few
weeks of each other!
BEVERLY HILLS—Hi, everyone! My name is Spud, and I'm a Chihuahua mix
about 3 years old. I sure would like to have a permanent home! The man that took
me in was told 'no pets allowed'. So, he had to give me up.
BEVERLY
HILLS—Everyone says I'm sweet, so that's why I was named Sugar! I'm a Boxer
mix, and the name Boxer supposedly came from the breed standing on their hind
legs and 'boxing' with their front paws.
BEVERLY
HILLS—My name is Matilda, I'm about 6 or 7 years old, and I'd like you to
hear all of my qualifications. I've been spayed, have had all of my
shots, and I'm even micro-chipped.
BEVERLY HILLS—My name is Kiki and would you believe that just a few weeks ago, when I was about four weeks old, I was found underneath a car and with a very serious infection that clogged my eyes and nose?
BEVERLY HILLS—If I must say so myself, I think that we're pretty darn cute! What do you think? While the two girls are arguing about who will tell you about the three of us, I'll take over.
LOS ANGELES—My name is Simba. I'm a little boy who is only about 10 pounds, and I'm a Chihuahua mix. Everyone comments on my satiny brown coloring, and they also say I have expressive eyes!
BEVERLY HILLS—My name is Lizzie, and, oh, my gosh! See what happens when you aren't given photo
approval? You're caught with your mouth open, your tongue sticking out and your
hair in your eyes!
LOS ANGELES—Hi, my name is Mitzi - and if you saw Ashley in last week's column, I'm a grown up version of her. She's only about 4 months old, and I'm 4 years old. We're not related, it was just a coincidence.
BEVERLY HILLS
—My
name is Ashley and, as you can see by my spots, I'm a Dalmatian. I'm
just a pup, maybe about 4 months old, as the spots haven't even come
thru on my body, yet!
BEVERLY HILLS—First of all, let me tell you that my name is Murphy. I was brought to the Friends of Animals Foundation two years ago. No, I haven't been here all of that time! I was adopted, shortly after.
BEVERLY HILLS—Do you like my profile? I've been told that I'm a handsome boy, and it sure gives me a good feeling to hear that! You, see, I didn't feel very good about myself, as I was left tied to a tree.
UNITED STATES—Would you take a good look at me, and please tell me how in the world anyone could put me in a box and leave me near a freeway? Well, that's what someone did. I’m smart too.
