When a new baby came home, Chuzzle found himself deposed as his family's Benevolent Despot. He didn't think much of that coup d'etat and made his dissatisfaction known in a variety of unwinning ways. His family decided that for everyone's sake, he should have the opportunity to reign supreme in a tiny new fiefdom somewhere else.
And so Chuzzle caught the last barge to Avalon, or somewhere nearly as magical: Virginia! He didn't know much about playing nicely with other dogs, but the peasantry was willing to give him some lessons, and he has really taken to the lovely green grass of the lawn. His previous domain was a third floor condo with only a balcony: Great for surveying one's lands, but not so hot for a good bone-shaking fit of the zoomies or a wacky, wiggly, case of crackerdog! He just had his well-doggy visit at the vet and this is his foster mom's report:
"Today Chuzzle was seen at the vet and he did very well, the only issue he has at the moment is a bit of an itchy ear, so we got some drops for that. Otherwise, he is doing well, has lost a bit of weight already, and he is down to 29.7 lbs from 31 lbs on Saturday!! He has been running around here like a madman with the rest of the resident crew, so I am sure that is helping with his overall conditioning, too."
Yes, every Prince and Princess knows there's nothing like a few weeks of playing Pauper to get one's perspective (and one's waistline!) back, confirms
The Frog Princess