Almost...

My brothers, sisters and I were split up into a boarding facility and foster homes when we arrived in Rochester. I was lucky enough to end up a foster dog in a wonderful family with two teenage boys. I was their first foster dog ever.

My foster family spent a lot of time training me to be a better pet. They took me through basic obedience classes, taught me to walk nicely on a leash, and helped me get used to new people. All in all, I was very happy there.

My foster family loved me. They wanted to adopt me, but there was one BIG problem: their dog Dutch would not tolerate me. He likes girl dogs, but cannot stand hanging out with another guy. Because of Dutch's intolerance, we could never be out at the same time. One of us always needed to be crated. My foster family didn't think this was fair to either Dutch or me, so BlueMoon kept searching for the perfect home for me.

BlueMoon found me a perfect home. After several months in foster care, I was adopted into a very nice, quiet home. I thought I had found my happily ever after...