About 3 months ago this lovely fella came into mine and my families life. A friend of mine had found this little 6 month old pup in a box outside of Vets office :/ Fortunately they decided to take him in, get him his shots and give him a good, loving home. Unfortunately they were not able to keep him and were desperately trying to find him a new home. The last thing anyone wanted was for him to end up in the pound. Luckily my family and I were on the hunt for a new fury friend.After some discussion, mostly begging my mom, we took him in. Let me tell you that it has been such a journey in just these last 3 months but we love him to bits! Throughout the last few months I've discovered that he will chew anything from socks to the wall and he has a very big fear of sandals, as well as brooms. We learned that whoever had left him in the box had very much mistreated him. Any time we would even slightly raise our voice he would hide, he also hides at the sight of a broom and he also goes out of his way to chew up every sandal he sees.
Slowly but surely he started trusting us; we still have trouble training him since we have to tread very lightly but he has been a trooper throughout the process. He is still getting to know us and we are still getting to know him but he seems very happy in our home. He has even become your avid hiker, all that blame goes to me :P
Now if only I could get him to stop eating from the garbage, stop chewing everything and teach him new tricks....
