Onyx

Hello world, I’m Onyx! My foster mom rescued me from Dallas Animal Services, where I was getting very sick, and they told her my “time was up”, whatever that means. (She says that all humans would know.)<br/><br/>My foster mom took me to the doctor so that I could get better. It wasn’t scary at all. The doctor was so nice and said I was such a good boy. I started feeling so much better, and every day, I showed her how much I appreciated getting out of that scary shelter and having a warm and comfy bed, really good food, a yard to play in, and lots of love. I never even once messed up in the house. I figured out really fast that she has this cool door where I can go in and out whenever I want.<br/><br/>She named me Onyx because she grew up in Mexico City and says that the colors of my coat remind her of the onyx chess set she used to have. Since I was very sick when she brought me home, I didn’t feel much like playing, so she had no idea how much energy I have when I feel good! She says she wishes she could bottle my energy, sell it, and then she could make a million dollars and help so many more of my friends at the shelter! <br/><br/>She thinks maybe she should have named me Mr. Wiggles or Velcro since I LOVE being anywhere with her! I also love playing with other dogs. There are other dogs here, but they are very old and don’t like to play much; they mostly sleep all day, which is a bummer. <br/><br/>I got to go to a doggy boot camp where I learned to walk on a leash, sit, and come when called. That was so easy because I love being with nice people. They put this collar on me that gives me a little beep to get my attention in case I get distracted and to stop me from doing anything they don’t like. (I get very excited to see humans and like to jump up for joy, but the guy at the camp says that’s a no-no.) I got to play with other dogs there. They had this huge yard in the country where I could run and run and run. The guy at the boot camp says something about me having the “zoomies”. He said I am very smart and learn fast.<br/><br/>I go into my comfy crate, which I’m used to doing. I’m super affectionate and love my cuddles and belly rubs. My foster mom takes me to the park by her house where I get to adventure and explore; it’s so much fun!! I get to see other dogs and want to play so badly, but I have to be on a leash, so I can’t. When other dogs aren’t around, she lets me run around with my special collar, and all she has to do is give me a little beep, and I’m right back by her side. Pretty cool.<br/><br/>I love it here, but my foster mom has told me that her goal was to save me, get me well, and learn some manners to find me my furever home so she can do it again for another shelter friend. I understand and hope that my furever home has a buddy and yard for me to play with and/or a human that loves to exercise a lot and take me with!<br/><br/>My foster mom says I have a lot of energy and curiosity and puts me in her special dog room where I can go outside on my own or get in my crate. I get bored when no one is around to be with, and I can get into things that I’m not supposed to. I’m not sure why; I’m just trying to entertain myself! <br/><br/>Although I’m sad to have to leave my foster mom, I hope that telling you a little about myself will help me find my furever home with you. <br/><br/>Woof, woof! <br/><br/>Onyx

Hello world, I’m Onyx! My foster mom rescued me from Dallas Animal Services, where I was getting very sick, and they told her my “time was up”, whatever that means. (She says that all humans would know.)

My foster mom took me to the doctor so that I could get better. It wasn’t scary at all. The doctor was so nice and said I was such a good boy. I started feeling so much better, and every day, I showed her how much I appreciated getting out of that scary shelter and having a warm and comfy bed, really good food, a yard to play in, and lots of love. I never even once messed up in the house. I figured out really fast that she has this cool door where I can go in and out whenever I want.

She named me Onyx because she grew up in Mexico City and says that the colors of my coat remind her of the onyx chess set she used to have. Since I was very sick when she brought me home, I didn’t feel much like playing, so she had no idea how much energy I have when I feel good! She says she wishes she could bottle my energy,

Hello world, I’m Onyx! My foster mom rescued me from Dallas Animal Services, where I was getting very sick, and they told her my “time was up”, whatever that means. (She says that all humans would know.)

My foster mom took me to the doctor so that I could get better. It wasn’t scary at all. The doctor was so nice and said I was such a good boy. I started feeling so much better, and every day, I showed her how much I appreciated getting out of that scary shelter and having a warm and comfy bed, really good food, a yard to play in, and lots of love. I never even once messed up in the house. I figured out really fast that she has this cool door where I can go in and out whenever I want.

She named me Onyx because she grew up in Mexico City and says that the colors of my coat remind her of the onyx chess set she used to have. Since I was very sick when she brought me home, I didn’t feel much like playing, so she had no idea how much energy I have when I feel good! She says she wishes she could bottle my energy, sell it, and then she could make a million dollars and help so many more of my friends at the shelter!

She thinks maybe she should have named me Mr. Wiggles or Velcro since I LOVE being anywhere with her! I also love playing with other dogs. There are other dogs here, but they are very old and don’t like to play much; they mostly sleep all day, which is a bummer.

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