When my siblings, London, Paris, and I arrived at TALGV we were only a few days old. Our mother was killed by dogs in Nogales while trying to lure them away from us, so we were truly lucky when the owner of the house saved us and brought us here. Then we were doubly lucky because there were two foster dads who could take turns feeding us every two hours (‘round the clock!) for weeks until we were old enough to make it on our own. So after all that human attention, you have to know what sweet, thankful, people-loving kids we are now! I’ve grown into a delightful, friendly, and very active boy, and all I want in life is another human or two to spend my life with!