Name: Kane (but you can also call me "Whoa buddy!" or "Please stop licking that.")
Age: 1.5 years
Breed: Mastiff Mix (part couch, part tank, all love)
Hi. I'm Kane.
I'm a 100+ pound marshmallow with legs, wrapped in fur, dipped in drool. My hobbies include snacking, napping, and turning casual walks into upper body workouts for unsuspecting humans.
I'm what scientists call a "lazy athletic goofball." I do enjoy walks. In fact, I strut like I'm leading a parade and you're my underprepared float handler. Yes, I pull. I've got the muscle mass of a small car and the enthusiasm of a toddler after a juice box. Training? Sure! I'll totally listen... unless there's a person nearby. Then I may pull you over to say hello!!
Some highlights from my resume:
Lived with kids
Lived with another dog (We shared everything.)
Certified good boy
Snuggle enthusiast
Serial licker of faces, pants, babies, and furniture
Drool level: Niagara Falls meets a St. Bernard with a dental fan
I'm wildly social and will greet every guest like they're the Pope. I celebrate intruders with tail wags and full-body leans. I'm a lover, not a fighter.
I'm looking for a forever home where the furniture is negotiable, the love is unlimited, and someone has strong arms (or at least a decent pair of walking shoes and a sense of humor).
So... adopt me. Or come meet me. I promise to drool on your soul and leave pawprints on your heart-and also literally on everything else.
P.S. I don't just break hearts-I break mop handles. Kane out.
