We come from humble beginnings-
We used to live in Missouri with an elderly man. Then he died and his family didn't want us (punks). They contacted the great Julie Adams, luckily, and asked if she could take on two fat min pin dachshund mixes. The other option would be we would be dropped off at a killing shelter in rural MO (shudder). Mama Julie agreed to come and meet us - we were so fat, she couldn't say no. We overwhelmed her with our charm! We loaded into her car and went to live at mama Julie's house until a "foster" was available in some place called "New England."
This is us.. at mama Julie's
Well, one day we were just mindin' our own business, diggin' at mama Julie's when she said we were ready to go to that "New England" place. We said "what?" "go?" and we got on the biggest moving kennel we've ever seen. We didn't dare complain though, that bald man told us what was up- we were going to some "New England"
Here's the bald man..
Eventually the bald man let us out and we gots in another car for another looong drive.
We said "Hey Luigi, I don't think we're in Missouri anymore" "This certainly isn't Missouri"
We got to our ma's house and hid in the crate for 2 whole days together- we had a lot of sleeping to catch up on. Then we checked the place out. We decided it was a good landing place and that we'd make this our forever home. Ma thought we were just "fosters" but we knew no one would want to adopt us.
Luigi even acted terribly at all the adoption events to be sure!
Eventually ma realized she wasn't going to get rid of us, we loved her too much and she loved us. Now we have all these antics to share with you.
(Don't worry- mama Julie still loves us, she came and visited even.. See!)
With Belly Rubs and face licks,
Mario & Luigi
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