Pet's Story or Bio
My story started at the Vista Grande fire station. Me and my brother were in a cabinet drawer at the station waiting for my mom to show up and take us home. When she came to get us, I was so bashful I couldn't even look at her, so she named me Bash. I have come along way since then, and I love visitors! I've mastered the art of eye contact and how to position myself on anyone's lap. I've grown up in a house full of dogs, so I come when called, and run with the pack! I'm great at keeping mice out of mom's house, and occasionally let her know if there is a snake in the house too!