This year I had a wonderful vacation—a stay with my foster mom and dad. We had a great time being together. They called me gorgeous and puppy-soft, and frequently brushed my coat, which I loved. (They brushed my teeth, too, which was, well, okay.) I’m also a big fan of exercise, so going on walks with them was a daily treat. Foster mom noted that I could be protective—important to remember around strangers and other dogs—but I listened to her well and responded quickly to commands. Off-leash in the yard, I didn’t try to get out or jump their 5-foot wall. And inside, I showed that I’m kennel- and house-trained. Being in a happy, loving home was a dream come true. Would you give me a chance to be in yours forever?