What a year! I never open the incoming mail, and just assumed that mom was paying those bills. I never noticed a shortage of kibble and bones. Then one day, mom started to put her stuff into boxes, and made many phone calls. They call it foreclosure, and I am a victim. I could not go with mom to her new place, but found a nice human to care for me. One day, I will have a new forever home, and promise to be your very best friend. I am a young 2 years, weigh a chubby 25 lbs. and love every human and dog I have ever met. Cats are a new thing for me, and they sure are cute!