I’ve come to believe that sometimes even the broken road takes you where you need to go. I was adopted but then my person went back to school, then someone moved and someone else took me, but I didn’t get along with her dogs (I arrived with some minor wounds from that), and so I’m here. Yes, all this has made me a little shy and wary, but you probably know what I’m hoping for—that someone will see my potential. Someone will know that what I need is a little guidance, some kindness, and lots of love. I’m a strong guy (so you should be, too), who’s eager to learn how to trust again and how to please, and my greatest strength is my heart. Will you let me give it to you?