This little dude warrants a special introduction. I met him and his human on Centre Street, by the post office. I’d just spent a couple months carting my own pup around in a stroller because he was on movement restriction for IVDD. My first few weeks of strolling Arlo, I felt embarrassed about pushing him in a stroller, worried people would think he’s a prince who prefers to be pushed.
So when I met this guy, who IS a prince, and owning that shit, I fell in love. His human told me that if I friended her on Facebook I could get access to a ton of photos of him. That’s like crack cocaine for a doggy photo blogger. So there are a few more photos than usual with this post. As you’ll see, Bambam is THE J.P. dog.
About this J.P. Dog:
Bambam is a three year old rescued Pomeranian from New Bedford. “He was 5 months old when I was lucky to have him come live with me.”
About this J.P. Dog’s human:
Bambam lives with his human Norma, who takes Bambam everywhere, and I do mean everywhere.
Does your J.P. Dog have any funny quirks, odd behaviors, or defining characteristics?
His favorite place on Centre St. is Boomerangs. He loves to visit there and get a treat.
Anything else you’d like to share about your J.P. Dog?
Reading the vet’s paperwork, Bambam’s middle name is written as “Canine” which makes us laugh. (Blogger’s note: the email from Bambam’s human came into my inbox under the name of Bambam Junior, and THAT made me laugh.)
Photography: The dog blogger (1st photo), Bambam’s human (the rest of the photos)