Lost Dog rescued me from the Philadelphia city shelter, where I was left behind by people who no longer wanted me. Luckily, while I was at the shelter some nice volunteers befriended me (and taught me great tricks, like sit, lay down, and how to walk on a leash!) and told my rescuers what a great boy I was. Today I'm in a foster home in Virginia, learning all the tricks to being a good young pup (and maybe also stealing a flip flop or two).
| My shelter mug shot. I think it's pretty handsome, all things considered! |
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