My Story

As you can see, it is pretty rough being a foster dog ...

I had kind of a sad start to life ... I was found as a stray walking the mean streets of West Philadelphia.  A nice lady used to see me on her way to work every day.  And each day she noticed I had less and less hair, until one day, most of it was just plain gone!  She decided to scoop me up and bring me to the city shelter.  I was glad to be off the street, but boy was that shelter stressful!  I got myself so worked up that I went and lost all that was left of my coat!  I looked like a sad little uncooked turkey, not the cute puppy that I am!  Luckily some folks from Lost Dog Rescue found me and took me in!  All my hair came back and I've grown up into a, dare-I-say, handsome young pup.  Now, I'm living large with my foster people and my sometimes-grumpy little-hound foster brother just waiting to find my forever family!