Thanksgiving weekend two years ago, Saturday morning and me and MisterDawg are heading for the Hallmark store for the sale on Keepsake Ornaments. As we pull out of the garage and onto the road out to the highway, he says to me, "Look" -- I look out the front windshield and there next to the garbage bags waiting for pick-up is this skinny, shaking, looks like an AmStaff mix with enormous ears. MisterDawg calls him to the car window, gives his ears a scooch, "You hungry, boy? You looking for some water?"
Long story short, he had been orphaned by someone whose visa expired and had to return to Russia, the dawg moved into our home and has been loved ever since. My Little Orphan Charlie, turns out he's mostly Boxer with the AmStaff head -- MAJOR affectionate dawg, he almost DEMANDS to be petted!
"Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside it is too dark to read." -- Groucho Marx