Pip got adopted, 9-25-03
My brother Punk and I were left in a cardboard box that was duct-taped shut, and left in the middle of a street with the temperatures in the upper 80s and climbing! We chewed our way out of the box and crawled up a hill, under a fence, into a backyard, and onto the porch of our foster Mumms. We were very tired!
We stayed with our foster Mumms until we were both healthy and recovered from that experience! My foster Mumms called me Pip because they said that when they found me I wasn't much more than a Pip on the radar screen! I am much bigger now, so probably can use a much bigger name! They told me that I am very handsome, like an Egyptian statue, even with my 2 inch tail!