My first Day in New York City

 I was 9 weeks old and a few days when I arrived in the Big City. Mommy has had pets and dogs when growing up but never a baby of her own. We learned together how to walk on a leash in the busy and noisy streets of the Big Apple 🍎.  I would stumble at first and people stepped on my toes. But my smily face and handsome posture soon helped me concur the City and Mommy.  The crowd of NYC was at my feet not long after.  I was welcomed in every store forbidden to pets and people would stop in the streets in admiration and for a 📸.  Yes, I was soon to be a Star! And I wasn't even performing.  Good nature,  beautiful smile and pretty skin did it all. Mommy was one of the most beautiful blonde in my life and the tough coincidence is I was born to a blonde French bitch as well. So, guess what, I favored blondies!