My buddy Butch and I were found with our leashes tied together. We’re close to the same size—I’m about 12 pounds and he’s 11—so we could walk side-by-side, but we didn’t know where to go! Our rescuer tried to find our home, called the police for help, but no one claimed us. Judging by how very dirty we were, we’d probably been out on our own for some time. But that’s over now. We’re off the leashes (except when we’re out for a walk, of course) and back to being our happy, confident selves. I’m about 2 years old, a white and tan Terrier mix male with lots of personality and love to share. So what do you say? Will you let me keep you company on all the happy trails ahead?