Name: Balderdash
Hometown: Mom and I live in Sedona, but we travel a LOT. I was born in Budapest, Hungary and have already been to 5 countries and 26 states.
Age: Two-and-a-half in hooman years, but the kind of handsome I possess is timeless.
Who took your photo: Laura Shelton—one of my absolute FAVORITE hoomans. She takes me on the best walks/hikes/runs. We are so in sync on our adventures that I’m pretty sure we can read each other’s minds.
Favorite brand of kibble: I’m allergic to chicken, so anything that doesn’t have chicken in it.
Favorite people food: Mom says I’m not supposed to eat people food, but bananas and popcorn and definitely peanut butter. Wait—is peanut butter even technically a people food?
Favorite toy: My rubber chicken. Mom calls it my emotional support chicken. She isn’t wrong. My chicken is serotonin in toy form.
Favorite outdoor activity: Getting all the other dogs to chase me and try to take my stick. I find the BEST sticks.
Favorite indoor activity: Sleeping on mom’s lap and hearing her tell me how perfect I am.
Favorite nap spot: Mom’s lap.
Fitness regimen: This kind of perfect body doesn’t just happen. The foundation is a solid sleep schedule—which is easy since mom is an exceptional napper and we get more than eight hours of rest a night. She also takes me on a mile walk every morning before it gets too hot. And then I play hard with all my friends at the dog park for an hour every evening when it starts to cool off. I’m not a scientist, but I’ve been told that being this beautiful also burns at least 300 calories a day.
Describe your perfect canine pal: I’m the George Clooney of canines and have a ton of doggie pals. For the most part, dogs are WAY better than hoomans. My favorite pals love to chase me, and play tug, and let me steal toys out of their mouth, and are happy to settle in for long rounds of bitey-face.
Describe your perfect day: Wake up next to the love of my love, my Mom. Treats and morning walk. Breakfast. Lap nap. Monitor all neighborhood activity from a soft, sunny spot. Bark as needed to assert my dominance over the neighborhood. Lap nap.
A trip out and about with Mom: running errands, or training class, or visiting friends. It doesn’t really matter where, I am sure to get lots of attention and pets, and treats. Lap nap. Evening romp at the dog park with all my friends. Dinner. Get all my toys out of the toy box and onto the couch—especially my rubber chicken. Snuggle in under the covers with Mom.
