Meet the Animals

Hey there, future daycare pals! I'm Duke, the coolest mutt you'll ever meet, born on October 8, 2020. Yep, I'm a mix of Irish Setter, St. Bernard, and Great Pyrenees, but don't let my fancy heritage fool you—I've got my own unique vibe going on. Some folks mistake me for a Golden Retriever, but hey, I like to keep 'em guessing!

Now, you might catch me barking now and then, especially on Mondays. Why? Well, let's just say I'm still getting used to the whole "people coming to my door" thing and all the new voices I hear. But don't worry, I'm harmless! Most of the time, I'll be lounging in my cozy bedroom, catching some Z's on my plush bed.

Sure, I won't be mingling with the kiddos much, but I do enjoy the occasional stroll past them when nature calls. Gotta stretch out these long limbs of mine, you know! Anyways, that's me!

Well, well, well, darlings! Allow me to grace you with my presence—I'm Nyla, born on January 9th, 2020. Oh, and just a heads up, my littermates might claim they're a day older, but let's be real, I'm the true star of the show, born fashionably late at 12:03 am.

Mom and Dad like to call me their little princess, and who can blame them? I mean, look at me—I'm the epitome of feline elegance, with a hint of orange flair in my fur. As for my oh-so-charming brother, well, let's just say I am constantly cleaning him to keep his stinky self clean.

You won't catch me mingling with the kiddos, no siree! I'll be lounging in the lap of luxury in the safety of the second bedroom, far, far away from my other stinky sibling, Duke. You will never get to meet me but if you did, you'd be smitten—I've got a knack for charming the whiskers off anyone I meet.

Thanks for taking a peek into my fabulous life, darlings. Keep your chin up and your tail high! Ta-ta for now!

Hey there, folks. I'm Oso, born on July 27th, 2020. Mom and Dad like to call me "Chunky Man," and well, I guess I can't blame them—I do tip the scales at a whopping 21 pounds. But hey, who's counting?

Now, let me set the record straight—I may be big, but I've got an even bigger heart tucked away in here. Truth be told, I'm a bit of a shy guy. When new faces appear, I'll be the first to dart and hide away in the coziest corner I can find. They call me the introvert of the bunch, and honestly, I'm perfectly fine with that.

You see, I prefer the quiet life, away from the hustle and bustle of kiddo commotion. That's why you'll often find me chilling in my bedroom, far from the prying eyes of those energetic little humans. No offense to them, of course—I'm just more of a solitary soul.

Now, let's talk about my favorite subject: food. Oh boy, do I love me some grub. When I catch a glimpse of Mom or Dad stirring in the morning, you'll hear me letting out a mighty holler. Hey, a kitty's gotta eat, am I right?

So, if you happen to hear my rumbling tummy in the wee hours of the morning, just know it's nothing personal. It's just my silly schedule—and trust me, I've tried to reason with the folks, but they're quite set in their ways.

Thanks for taking a moment to get to know me, even if I'm not exactly the life of the party. Here's to peaceful naps and full food bowls—cheers!