Meet PJ — the 24‑lb Frenchie who is absolutely certain he’s the main character, even when he’s face‑planting into his slow feeder like it’s a competitive sport.

At just 1 year old, PJ has already lived a whole saga. He was surrendered because the resident dog didn’t like him — which is a bit baffling, because PJ doesn’t have the capacity to dislike anyone. He’s the kid in class who thinks everyone is his best friend, including the chickens.

The Health Journey (aka: PJ’s Hero Origin Story)

PJ had BOAS surgery and is breathing well now, though he still needs monitoring in heat. Mega‑E was ruled out, but regurgitation is his lifelong frenemy. He takes Metoclopramide and Omeprazole, and his vet suspects he may stay on the Metoclopramide long‑term. His feeding routine is… let’s call it “Frenchie Fine Dining”:

• Two half‑meals in the morning and evening, spaced an hour apart
• Dry food only (Hill’s GI Biome), with 3–4 tiny canned food dollops to hide his meds
• Must eat in his crate, followed by 15 minutes of quiet reflection on life
• No treats, no extras, no exceptions
• Water must be monitored or he’ll chug like a frat boy and immediately regret it
• Must use his slow feeder Fluff Trough like the delicate little prince he is

It has taken weeks to get him stable — and he’s doing beautifully. But his feeding routine is non‑negotiable, and his future family must be committed to keeping him on track.

Personality: A Goofy, Happy, Slightly Chaotic Delight

PJ is sunshine wrapped in a Frenchie. He’s happy, goofy, jumpy, kissy, and occasionally gives you the kind of side‑eye that suggests he’s plotting a coup because you pet another dog first. He’s not the brightest bulb in the chandelier, but he is one of the sweetest.

He loves everyone — dogs, cats, humans, and chickens that he politely observes from a distance. He’s playful, sometimes relentlessly so, and must be stopped after a few minutes to avoid regurgitation. He can be a bit dominant in a “I’m the fun police!” way but never mean. He’s affectionate on his terms, a Velcro dog who wants to be near you but not necessarily snuggled up.

He sheds, he loves being brushed, he tolerates baths, and he has black nails that his foster mom prefers to have others trim (and honestly, same).

Home Life & Habits

PJ is housebroken, crate trained, and sleeps/eats/hangs out in his crate when foster mom leaves. He has mild separation anxiety — he’ll bark, whine, and occasionally redecorate the windowsill with fallen plants if left loose. Apartment living might be tricky due to barking, but not impossible with patience.

He’s good on a leash, though he hasn’t had many walks due to heat and his history. Short walks in cooler weather would be great. He doesn’t need a fenced yard but wouldn’t complain about one.

He loves his ring‑shaped Benebone (the long ones were banned due to self‑induced gagging), stuffies, balls, and anything fun — but again, playtime must be moderated because PJ does not understand the concept of “enough.”

The Ideal Home

PJ needs:

• Someone home often
• Someone committed to his feeding routine
• Someone who won’t indulge him with treats or extras
• A dog sibling who enjoys a playful, occasionally annoying little brother
• A family who loves him fiercely and laughs at his antics

He deserves a home that sees how far he’s come, understands his needs, and gives him the happy life he’s fought for.

Final Thoughts

PJ snores softly now post‑surgery, stretches out like he’s been flattened by a steamroller when he sleeps, and insists on attention by climbing onto your leg and nibbling your fingers with his sharp little nails. He’s been through so much for such a young dog, and he’s still nothing but joy.

He deserves a family who loves him enough to follow his rules, protect his health, and appreciate his goofy, lovable, slightly chaotic spirit. And he deserves a fur sibling who actually likes him — which, honestly, shouldn’t be hard.

PJ is ready for his happily ever after.