One dark night, around 2 a.m., there was a pounding on a door. It opened, a friendly face appeared, and a new chapter of my life began. I’d been abandoned—a young black Lab, tied to a fence and left in the shadows, but the woman at the door came to my rescue. “You’re a very nice dog,” she said kindly, and soon brought me here, where I’ve made lots more new friends (despite being shy at first). They agree I’m very nice, plus energetic, strong, playful, and extraordinarily handsome. At 18 months, I’m okay on a leash, but a bit of an escape artist through open doors (we’ll see if that changes once I settle in). Together, I bet we can write the book on happy companionship, so how about we start today!