Yeah, another one. He's not a foster, but one of the poodles from CL's next door neighbor. We have him for 10 days. Sigh. Does no one respect the alpha bitch in this household? Slap some wings on this little yapper and we have Kowl crashing in my home:
CL is smitten, though. His name is Bodi, and he is quiet, playful, cuddly and has a hot bromance going on with Duncan, the traitorous manwhore. At least Bodi has some mad "kill skills..."
I was found as a stray in Taiwan, in the company of 2 other dogs, with a wire band wrapped around my neck. I was by far the skinniest among the 3, because I was always the last one to eat whenever we could find food. A Canadian family took me in and worked with the Animal Rescue Team TAIWAN (http://www.savedogs.org/english/) to sponsor my travel to the United States. I was fostered by Judy, a wonderful lady who showed me kindness and helped with my shyness. I was later adopted by crazy lady Karen. She helps me make friends, and I am learning to trust again.