Hi, My name is Taco..I think my aunt and uncle decided since I only called Kitty, that I should be named Taco......I think because he is big.
Well life here was so good with the big guy, we grew up together and he never tried to chew on me. He even allowed me to eat out of his dishes. Even when his big head is in there.
Life was pretty good , but then Aunt Jackie bought the house with me, mom and Cole included in the deal. Then next thing you know happy life as I know got turned upside down....first we get Ella which wasn't too bad but I did a lot of hiding....she loved to kiss, and I did not need a bath. Boy , Shepard's do have very long tongues. Every thing was going fine till.....along came Sophia!!!
She is the youngest and my problem.....she tries to eat me. From day 1 she thought I was a chew toy. So when she comes into this part of the house I have learned to try to get away from her, but some times mom or Aunt Jax has to save me. I have a great life here....I sleep in moms wheelchair when she is not in it...I also have a nice spot on the bed that I like. I get food and water and a clean litter box. What more could I need. The only thing that would be great is to get Sophia spayed and calmed down like her big sis.