About Frost

Oi! I'm Frost - Your Soon-To-Be Partner in Crime.

Right then. Let's cut to the chase: I'm Frost, 7 months old, Staffy by breed, rascal by nature.

I'm the kind of pup who'll look you dead in the eye while stealing your sandwich. I zoom where I'm not supposed to zoom, chew what I'm not supposed to chew, and then flash you my "who, me?" face! After all I am just a young pup still and I am still learning.

Yes, I'm cute. Yes, I'm cheeky. Yes, I'm still learning the ropes - but I've got bags of potential (and even more energy). With the right hoomans, I'll grow into a cracking companion. Just don't leave your shoes unattended... consider that fair warning.

Now, a few things you need to know:

- I could live with another dog - someone who won't mind me bouncing around like a wind-up toy.
- I can live with full-time workers, as long as I've got enrichment and exercise - puzzles, toys, walkies, chaos, you get the idea.
- I'm a bit of a nervous nelly sometimes, so I'd prefer a home with older teens who understand that even troublemakers get the jitters.
- You'll need to meet me with my behaviour buddies between Tuesday and Friday - they're helping me channel my chaos for good.

I might act tough, but deep down I'm a big softie who just wants belly rubs, treats, and a human to call mine. Think of me as a lovable little menace - the kind that keeps you on your toes and makes your life a whole lot more fun.

Come meet me. I double dog dare ya.

- Frost
(Your future sofa hog, snack thief, and best mate)