My foster family took me to a picnic on Sunday. It was quite a suitable place for a gentleman like me. In fact, I am pretty sure the whole shindig was thrown just for me. I was very pooped when I got back, so I found myself a spot on the couch that dogs are allowed on and fell asleep. Let me tell you about this wonderful shindig!
As soon as I arrived, a wonderful lady and man walked up and asked if I was Topper. I was thrilled to see that my reputation of being the debonair gentleman that I am had preceded me and the people at this shindig understood who I was! Before I could respond, my foster parents responded that indeed, I was Topper. Then, the nicest people in the world who truly understood me, took me from my foster parents and walked me around the park. Then we went and rested on a blanket where they gave me water and petted me. Boy did I like them!! Apparently they liked me, too, because I heard them make plans to meet my foster parents on 4 October and they are going to take me home with them!!! I am the happiest dog in the world!!! I tried to go with them that day, but they said they needed to go on vacation, then they would come back for me. Funny thing, happened, though. After they left, everyone wanted me! My foster parents told everyone they could not have me because I found my forever people. Have I mentioned how happy I am? Well, I am going to go back to sleep for a while. I'll let you know when I go to my forever home!