My Life as a Mop

Until recently, I lived as a mop. I collected bits of debris wherever I went. I gathered up dried leaves, dead grass, sticky burrs, pokey juniper fronds and pine needles. My mustache trapped kibble crumbs, little chips of cheese, pieces of pretzel and stray bits of fluff. My tail was decorated with trinkets like a wind chime. I was, to put it quite simply, a quicker picker upper.

Lucky dog that I am, there is Nancy. Within a short time, she can turn me into a sleek and stylin' pooch.

Now the only thing I collect is snuggles and hugs from the humans. I love being me!