Yoyo’s Pawsport

Couldn't sleep either? Hi. Yoyo here.

I'm ten years old, chronically unimpressed by your enthusiasm, but I'll accept your affection if you keep the walks short and the couch access unlimited.

My notes say I'm a world-class cuddler, and I'd like that on the record.

I'm a seasoned soul, which is a fancy way of saying I've perfected the art of the afternoon nap and the grateful sigh.

I'm on the bigger side — which, if you ask me, is just more of me to hug.

I'm a Whitestone local, just waiting on the right person.

Here's the thing — I can't tell if we'd truly click until I know a little about you. Sign in (it's free) and I'll size up your place, say hello to any dogs you've got — or be your very first — and give you my honest read on whether we'd be a match.

Who knows — by Labor Day I might be napping on somebody's couch. I'd love it to be near you, one way or another.

Thanks for spending a minute with me. I'll be right here, tail ready, hoping it's you. — Yoyo