Rocco & Brownie Atterbury have lived in the City by the Bay, San Francisco, with our mommy and daddy full time for seven years now.
We can't remember our country home in Solano, nor our big backyard, nor the cows on the surrounding hills... Although mommy likes to tell us stories about when we were country pups.
We've adapted quite nicely to our city life. We love our big window overlooking the hustle & bustle & cablecars on California Street.
Always remember: home is where your heart is. And ours are in San Francisco.
More About Brownie
Hi. My name is Brownie.
I’m a Jack Russell Terrier 100%. I’m very friendly when meeting people. But I really don't like other dogs. Professionals refer to me as a 'reactive dog' and that can be problematic in San Francisco. Also, when out, I pull, sniff and constantly search for something to gobble up. I listen when mommy says 'drop it'. But I'm daddy's boss, so he needs to listen to me. My all-time favorite thing to do is play fetch with my prize possession my 'vintage' brown Chewy Vuitton purse.
More About Rocco
HOLA, BONJOUR, CIAO. I am ROCCO.
I am a smart and TALL Papillon. Humans remarks about my beauty. But they assume I am a girl dog because I am so pretty. C’est la vie. I am, who I am. And I am fancy. I don't walk, I prance. I would never ever eat something off of the sidewalk. I don't like getting dirty so walks on the beach our out. As are muddy, busy dog park. Although I am easily bored with fetch, I do enjoy tug-of-war on occasion and stealing any toy that has Brownie's attention. My very favorite person in the whole wide world is my momma. I follow her around…well, like a puppy.
Our Story
Daddy adopted us from two different garages in Fairfield on Halloween 2003. We quickly got used to each other and now we are inseparable.
He was a good daddy back then, except he would always put us in our crates when he left the house and at night. It was boring, lonely and a little cramped.
Then he met mommy & fell in love. At first she unsure of life with dogs. But we quickly melted her heart. Really, how could she resist?
Soon she convinced daddy to leave us out of our cages more and more. Now we don’t even use the crates. The best part is curling up on their bed at night.
Enjoying our Birthday Cake
Our birthdays are four days apart. I’m (Rocco) older; I was born on August 12, 2003 and Brownie was born on August 16 that same year. Birthdays are special occassions in our house. For example, on our second birthday we got dressed up in our favorite sports jerseys and had a party. It was an Elmo theme complete with plates, napkins and hats. We got lots of cool presents and mommy baked us a very yummy birthday cake.
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