Bio

Hi. I’m Phineas. I’m 5 months old. I’m blonde-ish, browner in the back but the top of my head is half-white, half-blonde. Once upon a time, I lived with my mommy and daddy’s mommy and daddy, and had brothers and sisters. But one by one my siblings went away, and then there was only Mali and Max and me. Then Max got really sick, Mali had a hernia, and some people came and took ME away. I never saw Max and Mali again, although I heard the new people say my mommy’s mommy went to the vet’s clinic with Max and came home sad, and that Mali went home with a little boy in Sooke whose family promised to look after that hernia.

I went home with a man and a woman. They had new stuff for me! A new bed, new food and water dish, even towels (I had no clue that they were for bathing!), new toys. It was all excitng, but then I started missing Mali and mom and dad. My mommy’s name is Mooku, my daddy’s name is Finley. But it was Mali I played with a lot, and I truly missed her. At night in the new house, I tried to be very brave because I was a big boy but I couldn’t help crying softly, so the new woman put my bed right by her side of their bed, so she could reach out to me and pet me, and then I wasn’t so lonely anymore. I actually slept through the night! She could be my new mommy, and the guy lying beside her could be my new daddy. They seem to be very excited to have me and is giving me lots of hugs and cuddles.

The next day they had to go to work, so they left me inside a playpen in a little room, with food, water and my bed. They also put toys, paper in a litter pan (just like in my old home, that’s where we all did our business, as the humans call it!), and a little black and gray box with talking people inside. They said it will make me feel as if there’s someone else in the house, even though it’s only me. I still felt sad when they left, I missed playing with Mali all day long!

Mommy and Daddy didn’t come home for a long time and when they did, boy was I ever so happy I think I peed my pants. Of course I didn’t, although I kind of made a mess inside the playpen during the day. I’m just stressed out and lonely and I can’t help it, I’m just a baby!

The next day, we left the house super duper early I think the sun was still in bed. I sat on my mommy’s lap and she had a bag of cheerios for me, yippee! I think it was my first car ride, I can’t really remember now. It was a looong one too. We stopped sometimes and climbed out of the car for ‘business.’ I got really tired and didn’t want to eat, and my mommy got worried.

After a looong time, we finally arrived in this place that had lots of big trees but there were people living under these trees. We pulled up into this place and out comes a girl. I was looking out the window and saw the girl running, then pause with a disappointed look on her face (turned out she thought it wasn’t the car she was expecting because she saw me and didn’t know me). My mommy called her (her name was Jaden), and then she smiled again and approached the car cautiously. I was scared because I didn’t know who she was. I was just getting used to my mommy and daddy and now there’s somebody new. So when she leaned over to pet me I growled. My mommy told me no. Turned out I was a surprise for Jaden who is their daughter. Boy was she surprised. Then everything broke loose. Apparently Jaden was staying in the box under the trees with other people, and these people all came out at once to look at me, hug and carry me, admire my cuteness, and exclaim how lucky Jaden was to have me. I loved all the attention! Everyone was petting me and I was giving back lots of licks. Also, I’ve never been in a forest before. When no one was trying to squeeze me I ran around and sniffed a lot. My mommy and daddy brought toys with us so they started throwing it around and I was more than happy to try and catch it. Boy they drove me tired.

We stayed in the box that night. I still didn’t cry even though it was the second strange place I would be sleeping in in a week’s time. I think it was partly because I was soo tired, and also happy to make a little kid happy. Is this how my sister Mali felt when she went to that little boy’s house? I hope so.

Next day we drove home, but this time I didn’t mind the long car ride, I was getting used to it and actually starting to like it. I pretty much slept most of the way, snuggled inside my mommy’s arms like a human baby, Jaden didn’t come with us because she enjoys camping with her grandma and grandpa and aunty (all these terms I learned later), although I thought she felt sad when we got into the car and drove away.

A few days later, Jaden came home and we were reunited. But then she had to go to school, so I was still left alone in the house. They do leave me my toys and the talking box but it’s never the same. I get so excited when I hear the car pull into the carport in the evening, and I run around crazy trying to lick everyone all at the same time. My mommy and daddy are quite happy because I think I’ve got the routine down pat now. I don’t make a mess in my playpen anymore. When they come home, they take me out in the backyard and I do my business then. It makes them really excited when I do that, so they give me treats! They used to have soft chewy ones which I really liked, but now they give me milk bone which I like to toss around in the air before eating. I think I look cute when I do that because they always laugh. My mommy has also started taking me out for walks after dinner, and she seems happy to do it, although if you ask me, I get freaked out by the shadows at night and all the weird noises and it is dark so I can’t see where the noises are coming from. I always rush home, back into a warm, cozy house with EVERYBODY there. When Jaden goes to bed, I like playing fetch in the hallway. My mommy says it’s crazy how my little paws just batter down the hallway. “C’mon Mom, I’ve been asleep all day, I have energy buzzing in my bones!”

‘Ruff, I mean, ‘nuff about me. For now. I have plenty more stories to tell about my new family, but now I think I’d like to get back to my chow, and back to bed. All this thinking back is really stretching it for me, because you know we have very short-term memory, and I think my mommy needs to trim my nails again, it’s bouncing off the keys!