Pooh here: my foster mom teases me and calls me Prince Pooh because my little feet never touch the ground. Since my human foster sister, Annabel, is home from school, I am her special project. This means I get carried around the house like a baby. She sets me down wherever she is, and mostly I just stay there. I absolutely love people, especially little people, you know, kids! My foster family only has one, but the neighbors have 2. And when they are outside, I am in heaven. They pet me and giggle and I lick their hands. My foster mom is really proud of the gentle way I have with kids.
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