While I don’t wish to dwell on scandal, I was, rather unceremoniously, found behind a Walmart. Why I was there is a mystery, even to me. I hadn’t planned on shopping, I lacked both a list and a wallet, and truly, where would I even put a wallet? At a distinguished 8 years of age, I am a proper Heeler mix with impeccable leash manners and a gentle soul. Walks? Divine. Conversation? Delightful. Recently, I’ve completed the procedure that renders one a “responsible canine,” and the volunteers say I’m quite ready to mingle in Play Group—how festive! I enjoy the simple pleasures: companionship, a good breeze, and a quiet spot to observe the world. If you’re seeking a dignified gent with charm and a touch of mystery, I daresay we might be a perfect match.