I am Kermit the Dog.

I am myriad things, but we will start with the simple, despite as magnificent as I most certainly am. So, I am Kermit the Dog, and I am pleased to make your acquaintance.

I was found in a vacant lot outside of Austin by a kind stranger. I could not lift myself, could not walk, was nothing more than a big, ponderously lopsided head atop a skeleton with drum taught skin. The kind fellow took me to Austin Animal Center, where I was bathed and fed, where I met a foster family that were volunteering that day, a foster family who had spent ten minutes that morning in their automobile promising one another that they would not go home with another dog.

I am Kermit the rosy-minded promise breaker, the one that makes a beautiful liar of you. On the way to their home I slept with my head on her lap as he drove me to meet my foster brothers and sister.

I am Kermit the Picasso.
My snout is somewhere between Pyrenees and Pug, I have one half of an ear on the right side of my head, a broken and drooping ear on the left side, and my tail is bent in so many places that when it wags (as it does often, because I am Kermit the Happy) it looks like a question mark fluttering in the wind.

I am Kermit the Indefatigable. I try not to think of my life before this, but at some point I was discarded.
Which makes me Kermit, the Most Magnificent Trash.

I am Kermit the Curious.
Where are you going? the bathroom? I will lie by your feet. The bedroom? I will lay my body across your head. Have I also mentioned that I am Kermit the Flatulent? Funny noises come from my body, and will happily share them with you. Are you going outside into the world? I will go with you and we can both bark at the dogs that we do not know and lovingly nuzzle the ones that we do know.
Are you at your desk? I, Kermit the Accountant, will do your taxes.
Fair warning. we will be audited.

I am Kermit of either Chaos or Cuddles.
It's a simple formula. As I have recently discovered what it is to be a puppy I have those moments each day. It is Psycho or Sleep.
You can read my soft tan eyes, which go a bit cross to one another, as I decide whether to wreak havoc upon our world or cuddle in your lap. More often the latter rather than the former, but the former will most certainly make you laugh.

Because...
I am Kermit the Court Jester.
Kermit the Clown Prince.
On your darkest day I will find a way to make you laugh.
I will make you laugh when you are sad over those things you cannot control.
I will make you laugh when you are angry about things that we both know are silly.
I will howl at you when you are late for dinner, will bring you one of your shoes only after we have already gone on a walk, will wrestle for hours with my foster brother and then snore like a truffle pig until the morning.

I am Kermit the Seeker.
I am loved. I have learned how to love.

I am Kermit the Dog, in search of that home that will be ours together.

For more information about this animal, visit:
Austin Animal Center
Ask for information about animal ID number: A860879