The very first dog that Mrs.L and I had was a shepherd that found me one day when I was at work. He came wandering up into the shop area and I mistook him for a friend's shep, called out to him and he came loping over to me; his pads were all worn, his ribs really showing, no collar, but his tail was wagging at the kind words and the skritching.
I took him into the office, got some water and food for him, and he went home with me that evening to a very surprised Mrs.L, and four disbelieving cats.
Charlie was the best dog we've ever had, and was with us for a wonderful ten years.
You will love your rescued GS.
What a great story. I know I've shared the story about the two rescued cats we have, and how they found us. They're really the best little companions.
Rescues are always the best it seems. They appear to KNOW they have been rescued and can't show you enough love for that.