Hi! I'm Bindi.
I'm big. I'm fluffy. And my tongue is almost always sticking out. Welcome to my world of tail-wagging adventures.
I'm big. I'm fluffy. And my tongue is almost always sticking out. Welcome to my world of tail-wagging adventures.
I'm an Old English Sheepdog — which is funny because I'm not old, I'm not English, and I've never even MET a sheep.
I didn't always have a home. For a while, I lived at a rescue. It was noisy. Lots of barking. Big dogs. Loud dogs. Dogs who had opinions about EVERYTHING. I made myself very small. (Which is hard when you're this fluffy.)
Then my mom found me — and everything changed. Now I have a couch (that I'm not supposed to be on), a yard full of squirrels (who don't pay rent), and a family that thinks I'm perfect. (I am.)
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Every road trip. Every sniff stop. Every "are we there yet?" moment.
Picture books for ages 3–7 about a big fluffy dog learning about home, friendship, and the occasional egg heist.
Bindi didn't always have a home. This is the story of how a big, fluffy rescue dog found her person — and discovered that love doesn't have to be loud.
"For every dog still waiting for their person — your somebody is coming."
Something was different today. Mom put on my special collar, grabbed my leash, and said the words... It's Bindi's first day at doggy daycare, and EVERYTHING is new.
"For every kid (and every pup) who's ever been the new one in the room."
Let me explain. I am a GOOD dog. The eggs were just... there. On the counter. Unattended. What happened next was NOT my fault. (It was.)
"For every kid who's ever said, 'But it wasn't MY fault!'"
A humor book for dog lovers — each chapter tells the same story from Bindi's perspective AND Mom's. Spoiler: Bindi is always right. (She's not.)
"I saw seven delicious orbs of opportunity. They were peeled. They were perfect. They were unattended. I didn't eat them. I liberated them. I saved you from over-deviling. You're welcome."
"Enter: Bindi. Silent. Swift. Ruthless. SEVEN eggs vanished. No shells. No crumbs. Just one smug dog licking her lips like she'd just pulled off Ocean's Eleven: Brunch Edition."
"The mailman came. Again. He brings things. Boxes. Envelopes. Suspicion. I barked. He waved. I barked more. He left. Neighborhood security doesn't take breaks."
"Our mailman now leaves packages at the end of the driveway. He won't come to the door anymore. I don't blame him."
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