When I was lost, I tried to help myself by greeting my finder when she arrived home that night. As she got out of her car, I walked up to her and did my best to be friendly. She described me as “very sweet.” The next day, the TALGV dog coordinator also described me as “very sweet.” (Must admit my intake sheet used two more words as well—“needs bath”—but we’ve taken care of that.) My finder had no idea where I belonged, but I do: I belong with someone who wants a dog who’s friendly and sweet, playful and happy, eager to be a loyal companion. I’m an 18-month-old black and white male, about 55 pounds, and if you say I can be yours, that’ll be the best news I’ve ever had!