Popeye is a little doggie with an attitude. He loves to bite feet. If a foot comes close to his mommy, he will bite it. If a foot comes in the door, it gets bit. If a foot wiggles, it's bit. He just loves to bite feet.

He is also a very sweet little doggie. He just loves to be loved, and there is no substitute for Mommy Love. He only loves his mommy. He follows her every step she takes. If she goes outside, Popeye will go in every room in the house looking for his mommy. When mommy leaves, he lies at the door she left through until she comes home. One time that was eight days, while mommy was visiting her family. He dances on his hind legs, paws in the air, when mommy comes home.

Popeye loves to go bye-bye in the car. He cannot sit still when he's in the car. He wallows mommy, looks out the window, jumps from back to front and front to back. He just won't be still.

He is not much bigger than our cat, but she knows who's boss. He likes to chase the cat every chance he gets. Then he walks away with a sense of accomplishment.

We don't know Popeye's history. Everyone says he must have been abused before we got him. He seems to like women better than men. He cows down sometimes when I stand over him. He don't like to spend much time outside. He don't care for long walks. He hates the vacuum cleaner. He hides when the groomer comes.

Popeye is a special little doggie. There is none like him. He is unique, and he is spoiled to the bone. We love our little Popeye Dog.

Popeye's Daddy