1. I am smart. I came knowing how to Sit, Stay, and Come. I learned my name in just one day.
2. Cracker is my boyfriend. He is so handsome!
3. I don't like my feet touched unless I know you are going to touch them. If Mom Person lays down too fast and I don't see her coming, I flinch, and make a growly-almost sound and kinda make a snappy but not snappy movement to show I don't like it. I have tried real hard to forget why I don't like my feet surprised. Mom Person says not to worry, it is okay and she understands. If I see her coming or she calls my name then I don't do that.
4. When Mom person goes to the front door, I run to the couch and jump up on it. She thought I would be a bolter but I know a good thing when I see it. I like it here, why would I want to run out the front door?
5. I do not like anyone near my crate if I am in it. I turn into a Snarly Beast if someone gets too close. But I am better than I was.
6. I have Impeccable Manners. I do not seize food, I do not beg, I am nice and Maddox and I can eat next to each other. (Mom Person here--she has them NOW...at first she was quite fierce about food, but I've slowly brought her to the point where she eats nicely next to Maddox. I still sit on the kitchen floor between the Sibes and the Springers while they eat, to make sure everyone behaves.)
7. I am not grumbly and I am even tempered, and I share my stuffies now, and I don't like being ignored and I woo woo woo at Mom Person if she ignores me too long while she's on the computer.
8. Mom Person says she can't think of anything else to say about me. She says I am just such a good sweet girl and very healthy now that there really isn't anything else to say, but that is not a bad thing! I get along with everyone, I am housetrained, I don't have any bad habits, well except the digging but really how is that bad? And, I've gained weight so much Mom Person says I am getting fat. GROWL.
But here are some pictures to show just how much I've changed. I guess it is a big difference now that I look at me. Wow. This was the day Mom Person took me home. *cries* Look how caved in my sides are! I was SO HUNGRRRRYYYY!!!!!!!

And this was me tonight, on Mom's bed. She says "Oh Shelby, you got a Belly!" Hmph. Then she took this picture. This is what she WANTED, wasn't it? For me to have a happy tummy? I'd just eaten! What did she expect! She says it may be time to go to one meal a day! I don't think I like that idea. What do you think? I'm not fat, am I? My fur's growing back to from that Being Fixed thing.

I don't know who has or hasn't done this, but here are the rules:
Now, here are the rules;
1. Link to your tagger and post these rules.
2. List eight (8) random facts about yourself.
3. Tag eight dogs at the end of your post and list their names (linking to them).
4. Let them know they’ve been tagged by leaving them a comment on their blogs.
So do it if you wanna!
Shelby, who just saw Holly's Paw-- OH MY GOODNESS GO SEE! She really is BIG!! (and Mom Person says *I* am a big girl? Not at all!)