I adopted Dash 9 years ago when he was an 8 week old puppy in a litter of sick puppies. Unfortunately, his siblings all passed away. He was on a drip and was lucky to survive. I got to bring him home though he was pretty frail. He grew strong and has had a great life despite also losing a leg a few years ago. He loves a snuggle under the covers, snacks and pats and my life is just so much more wholesome with him in it. Can’t imagine life without him!
Dash and Kayla (Victoria)
