My husband went to play poker in a neighbors garage a hot August night in Phoenix. Living at the edge of the desert an abandoned tired, hungry and injured dog found a safe haven in this garage of Texas Hold'em players! He ran right to my husband. My husband didn't bring home the winning poker pot, but we won so much more that night - Dude got a family to love him and we got a wonderful additional to our family.
He captured the heart of our neighborhood that night and continues to entertain everyone with his "vocal performances" and athletic abilities in jumping above the fence when you pass by.
Almost three years later his physical and emotional scars have healed, "Dude" is a happy healthy American Foxhound!
Phoenix, AZ
