I was running loose one day–apparently lost–when I was hit by a vehicle and severely injured. As I struggled to help myself, my rescue angel arrived and took me to a veterinarian, where my left hind leg was amputated. Since then, I’ve learned an important happy lesson: Life can be just as good on three legs as on four! I’m still me–a sweet, affectionate guy, who was gentle and tolerant with the kids I met (ages 9 and 7), and got along with my rescuer’s two dogs (but not with the cats). At just 2 years old, I’m a handsome Boxer mix boy with lots of playing and loving to do, and ready to be the happiest guy ever when you say I can be yours.