Yo yo yo! My name is Sebastian! Or Sea Bass if you’re cool! Funny story. I was living in a van down by the river...not really...I was wondering the earth in search of inner peace...not really... I was what “they” call a stray... got picked up by the canine po-po and sent to juve! True story. Darlene and the AZ Mastiff rescue busted me out and sent me to a Foster halfway house. Cool joint. I’ve been here about a month and it’s time to find my happily ever after abode.
I am a dog! You can see that. What kind of dog? Hmmm. That is up for debate. Everyone I meet has a different opinion. (It’s so 2020) I think my granpappy on my mother’s side was a famous movie mastiff! Have you seen pics of me? I am (as the ladies say) gorgeous. And I make them laugh. I’m a total goofball. I’ve got it all going on.
I am VERY tall and thin. I am about 1.5 years old so I am really still a puppy. I am goofy and cuddly and I love, love, love to play! I need to find a place to land with other energetic dudes like me - otherwise I get bored. Then I get yelled at. I don’t have a dominant bone in my body but I do find a toy every once in a while that I get too attached to. That never ends well. I love my crate- I like to hang out in there to keep myself out of trouble. I also love to sleep in big comfy beds either right next to someone or at the foot of the bed. But it better be a big bed! Ohhh. And I love people. All the people but I’m probably not your man if your people are under 3 ft tall. I’ve got long limbs and they get away from me a lot! Last thing, if you kindly leave a pizza on the counter, I will happily clean it up for you!
Seriously, I can’t help myself. My head is counter height. Food on the counter just taunts me. It begs me to help myself.
Anyway. If you are interested in a tall drink of water goofball to join your pack - I am your pup! Unless you live in a van down by the river!