I had been volunteering at a our local humane society for years and also fostering dogs for them recovering from surgery or not yet ready for adoption. A man brought in a Pomeranian that he had been trying to catch for a year because the neighborhood kids were abusing the dog. Mowgi was in bad shape and was immediately taken to the vet. His eyes were badly infected and he ultimately lost one. The vet thought he was about 8 years old and was probably hit by a car as he favored one hind leg but surgery was ruled out. His coat was sparse and skin was red so home he came with me. I could not put a collar on him without him screaming each time and I assume he had been choked. He had many issues to work on but was very sweet and never left my side. After several months, his coat came back beautifully and his leg improved from being on a joint supplement. Fast forward two years, the shelter said I needed to either adopt him or let them find a home. I already had two rescue dogs and didn't want the expense of a third dog, but I couldn't give up this adorable and sweet little guy especially since he fit right into my pack. He has enriched my life and I am so happy that he is mine.

Linda K.
POMPANO BEACH, FL