Hey there! I’m Logan, your professional loafer and couch warrior extraordinaire!
I am a 9-year-old English bulldog boy with muscles for loving and stealing blankets. My previous family surrendered me because they said they did not want to pay for their child's allergy meds anymore. This makes me sad because I have been with them for my whole life. To be honest, I think there is more to the story because, since I was introduced to CEBR, I have been updated on all my vaccinations, I have been neutered, and I am just getting the care I needed. I feel like I finally found a place where people will love and care for me like the awesome warrior I am.
So my specialty, you ask? Lounging around and spreading love like confetti! I've got a unique talent: I can snore with my eyes wide open! With my big, dark eyes twinkling like shiny marbles, you might wonder if I’m fully awake or just keeping a close watch on my humans for the perfect opportunity to steal your blanket. O ya, I love to cuddle with blankets. If I have to pull back a blanket on the couch to snuggle, I will (that’s how I keep these muscles so active). But seriously, snoring with my eyes open could explain why I have dry eyes! Oops, now, where's that cozy spot on the couch?
Aside from being a warrior of love, I’ve been told I’m quite the drama king! Oh yes, my dramatic cry could win an Oscar for Best Performance in a Couch Potato Role. My foster mom says my cry sounds like a garbled cat trying to sing opera when I’m trying to get someone’s attention. Okay, guilty as charged! But hey, I always succeed—whether I get what I want or not, you can bet your biscuits that I’ll make sure you see me!
Now might be a good time to also mention that I have stenosis and cannot hear so well. My foster parents are training me with treats and signals so I can continue to listen the best I can. What I lack in hearing, I make up for in sense of smell; you cannot hide any treats from this guy.
So, if you’re ready for a furry friend who knows how to spread love like confetti and make every day a cozy adventure, look no further. My perfect home would be in the city or suburbs; I am not picky and will potty anywhere. This morning I went potty on a random bottle stuck to the ground (despite my foster mom's efforts), so ya, not picky. Right now, I am the only dog in the house, so I do not know how I would feel with another dog or animal in the house.
Um, ok, I think I see an opening for me to snag the blanket… deuces!
