My buddy Sundance and I were found with our leashes tied together. We’re close to the same size—I’m about 11 pounds and he’s 12—so we could walk side-by-side, but we really didn’t know where to go! Our rescuer tried to find our home, even called the police for help, but no one claimed us. And judging by how very dirty we were, we’d probably been out on our own for some time. But that’s over now. We’re off the leashes (except when we’re out for a walk, of course) and back to being our happy, confident selves. I’m about 2 years old, an off-white Terrier male with lots of personality and love to share. So what do you say? Will you let me walk down all the happy trails ahead with you?