I AM ONE HAPPY, SPOILED DOG!
I met my mother 3 years ago on Mother’s Day... how fitting is that? I think I was about 9 weeks old and I remember my foster mother describing me as a grown up dog in a puppy’s body.
Well, my independency has not escaped me but, oh, have I learned to love!
I love my family, walks and hikes, the snow, endless fetch, car rides, pillows, human beds and food. But I don’t like being left behind and will hide myself in the car when bags are being packed. I am so thankful that RAGofAZ rescued me from the pound and that my forever family loves me more than words can describe. I am lucky to have homes in both the valley and the mountains.