Duff passed away in July 2009. He was a little over 9 years old. This page has not been updated since he passed away.
Woof! Woof! My name is Duff and I am a black lab. I have been hanging out with Brett and Laura since September 2001, though I was born in May 2000. I spent my first year living on a ranch in northern Oregon. I had a really abusive owner but his daughter was nice. She brought me to Burns where a firefigher adopted me. Him and his wife couldn’t keep me because of something called a “No Pets Allowed” policy at their home. I don’t really understand these things. But, Brett came to our home one day and I went home with him. I have been with him and Laura ever since…well most of the time.
My grandma is the best because she lets us sleep on her bed, with my blanket, of course. It’s a California King. Brett and Laura left for a long time to some place far away where I only heard their voice through a weird looking circle and grandma took care of us. It was a lot of fun. She has a large backyard where we can run around and a large home where I have many places to sleep. I am allowed to break the rules with her.
Almost every night I get to go out for a walk. You say the word “walk” and I am going to love you forever. I just get so excited that I can’t control myself. If you want to be my new best friend then just talk me for a walk or feed me pig ears. Slurp, slurp. I love pig ears.
That’s all about me. Come visit sometime so we can sniff some butts together.