Fame clearly hasn’t gotten to RPattz’ head. Instead of surrounding himself with an entourage to stave off the boredom all celebrities experience, Robert Pattinson’s gone an adopted himself a puppy. “[Friends would] be like, ”I’m not part of your entourage. I’ll stay in a free hotel for a bit if it’s in New York or LA but I’m not going to come out to some random town in the sticks.’ ut that’s kind of why I adopted the puppy. It’s from a shelter and he was going to be put down. I only got him two or three days ago and they only keep them for 10 days.” Hear that, Twi-Hards? This guy is a puppy saver.
“He’s been freaked out. It’s funny,” he told Scotland’s Daily Record about the dog he hasn’t even named yet (“I’m going to call him Robert”). “I got a private plane here from Louisiana, where I was filming Twilight, so he came out of the shelter and the next day he’s on a private plane. A bit like Lady And The Tramp.” Can we get a shot of RPattz rolling a meatball to the pup with his nose then?
We know he’s just using the animal as a metaphor, but maybe he could write a heartwarming follow-up called “Stray Puppy” anyway? A little love song for Robert Jr.?