Wiley, the Sheltie was born in the sleepy little town called Gnome in the US State of Old Stork.
He arrived in the bustling city called No Saint Lewis two months, a furry, but sleepy bundle of joy. Well, he wasn't exactly happy when he (in his cage) saw the light of day finally after the huge plane that carried him landed at the No Saint Lewis airport on a sunny day 6 weeks later.
You know what, little Wiley even barked in his sleep. One even saw him wagging his tail as he slept at his Daddy's feet. Remarkable little creature, he!
