I wanted to let you know that I retired from my official greeter job at the garden center and I checked myself out of rescue.
For the past 279 days, 6 hours and 3 minutes, I felt like it was my calling to keep order in my foster home. I’m not going to lie… when there was a need for fur to fly, I was right in the middle of things. It didn’t take long for the resident Bulldogs to look the other day and take a different path when they saw me enter the room.
But, on Sunday, a family came from out of town to breathe in all my beauty. And once they saw me, it was love at first sight. They were not prepared for me to take their breath away!
And I was not prepared to leave with them on Sunday. After all, I hadn’t packed my bags yet, or told the resident Bulldogs I was being adopted.
There was no question if I was going to stay or if I was going to go. I was so excited to go! I was leaving to live in a beautiful home and have all the attention I could stand. And I was finally going to be the queen I was born to be!
I now have a new mom, Margie, and a new dad, Brian, and they say I am everything they wanted… and a little bit more.
So, Bulldog fans, it’s me, Kokomo checking out of rescue and into my life living in the country. And let’s just see if those rabbits and squirrels can outrun me!
Bulldog friends it was a tearful goodbye when my mom and I said good-bye. Tears fell like rain. There was hugging and crying and a lot of “I love you” “remember me” and “go be happy.” She was hugging me tight, and I was emotional as well.
At 4 years old I wanted a lot of time and attention. I want to be a Velcro bulldog. I want to go places, meet new people and go riding around. So, we agreed I needed a family that could give me everything I needed.
I am already spayed, and my fur is soft as silk. I use a special shampoo and conditioner so I will be beautiful ever day of the week. I have never put myself on a diet even though I heard some whispering that I am a little thick. That is really not true. I am just low to the ground, and I have really short legs, so it looks like I am wide. I am already microchipped and after I sit in Dr. Larsen’s lap I will be ready for my new family.
I am 4 years old, crate trained and potty trained. I am like the “real deal.” I also brought my bed with me. And I got a new harness and leash. It’s bright pink so you will be able to see me coming.
My name is Kokomo. I answer to Koko or Mo Mo or Kokomo. So everyone make sure you remember me when your filling out a adoption application. You will be so happy that you did!
6/21/23 Update: Friends, if I am up this early on a holiday, it could only mean one thing…. I am meeting a family this evening. They will love me. There’s not one thing not to love!
Spa Day: CHECK
Teeth Brushed: CHECK
Pedicure: CHECK
Fur Brushed: CHECK
New Harness: CHECK
Confidence: 100% CHECK
11/24/23 Update: What started off as a fabulous day, ended up anything but. I woke up early and had a spa day. Well, it was more of just a spit-shine, but I was in a hurry.
Today, I was going to the garden center to do some patrolling and while I was there, someone tried to fat shame me!
As I was strolling through the plants, I heard a “gobble-gobble” out of the blue. I looked to my left, then I looked to my right… and I didn’t see a soul.
I thought, “What the heck? Are there turkeys here?”
So, I just kept right on walking.
Then again, I heard “gobble-gobble.”
I turned around fast and out of the corner of my eye, I saw a man hiding in the bushes. He was the one gobbling.
I had that look on my face. You know the look… the look when someone is fixing to feel your wrath.
Out of his mouth, he said I was fatter than the Thanksgiving turkey he had just bought at the store. And then he proceeded to tell me how cute I was, but I could stand to lose some weight. Seriously, he was overweight himself, so I just stood there and glared at him.
He wanted to pet me, but the look on my face let him know really quickly that I could not forgive him with a pet or two. He turned around and mumbled something as he walked off.
Fat shaming is not allowed, and this extra weight is for the upcoming winter when I need to stay warm. Plus, no one is going to pick me up, try to kidnap me and run.
I am hoping to be adopted before Christmas. You know, we all want to be “home for the holidays.” I am looking for Santa so I can whisper that in his ear. And sit in his lap. That’s right ~ I am going to sit in Santa’s lap. Santa won’t care about my size because he is a plump ol’ fella himself.
1/19/24 Update: Kokomo here and I am looking for love. That’s right, love is in the air, and I am searching for my Valentine!
The last time I posted some photos of me there was some talking behind my back that I was looking a little “thick!” But guess what, that “thickness” came in handy this week when the temperatures got down in the single digits! I did not even get cold. Nor did I have to put on a jacket. So, before you talk about my shape remember round is a shape and I am super happy.
So, if you are fur free at your home and you are thinking about finding love think about Me, Kokomo. I will be the best Valentine you will ever receive!
