His weight is low, spine and ribs are out, his feet aren't good and he's anxious. Everything seems to be a new experiences for him as he was in isolation for many years. He's a bit foggy but those eyes of his are soft and gentle, I'm in love. I'm excited and I'm hopeful I can make a difference. He is so sweet.
He likes to follow me where ever I go and is learning about respecting spaces, specifically mine.
We are all smiles now and his life is so good. He is no longer food aggressive, his feet are healed, he's sound, his weight is great, he is respectful most days and our bond is strong. I can go out on trail alone or with friends. He is spoiled and I love it that way. I figure he's earned it after surviving so much.
Thank you God for blessing me with this sweet guy, he is such a gift. I am so proud of us and how far we've come over the last year and am excited to see what progress and fun this next year will bring us.