Tony Baloney’s Pawsport

Couldn't sleep either? Hi. Tony Baloney here.

I was a stray once, but now I'm learning that being trusted feels like the best book I've ever read—especially when it's with someone who wants to teach me new chapters every day.

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've been holding down the fort in Petaluma, hoping someone like you would wander by.

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.

With a little luck, Labor Day could be my first one in a real home — possibly with you, or with someone you send my way.

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