When a door closes on one part of your life, you hope for the miracle of another one opening on a new beginning. At 18 years old, I’m “a smidge” past the prime of my life, but you know what they say, everyone gets a turn at blushing youth, but at the end of the day looks aren’t worth much – it’s experience that counts! My dad couldn’t care for me any longer so the good folks here are doing their best to be sure I find a loving home with someone who understands the needs of us “senior” folk (my free vet care will help with that too!). All I ask is someone to share life’s slower pace (and a lap!) with and I’ll be happy!