My new favorite word is "jail" - strange, but I'll tell you why. The situation that was told to my mom, is that the bad peole who had me before my awesome foster mom (Hi Casey!) were given the option of going to jail or surrendering me. So they gave me up. See why I like that word now? Because when they said that word, my journey to heaven began. Besides my new parents, I have a 75 pound big brother (he's a German Shorthaired pointer that was also rescued from some pretty bad stuff!) and 2 brothers without fur. I've got a nan, an aunt, an uncle, and nephew that i haven't met yet. This family stuff is pretty cool! We pick the kids up from school, play in the backyard, and I can just attack my fur-brother whenever I want to - he doesn't even care! I steel his bones, jump on him when he's sleeping, chew on his feel when he's walking . . . nothing! How funny is that! And it only took me 2 nights to make it to the bed at night! I've got these guys wraped around my little finger (er . . . paw!) My fur is growing in real nice, I have to admit. . . I'm one handsome devil! You can't even see the scars on my neck anymore unless you look, but whose looking!!!!!! So, just wanted to let you know that life is great, and I have to go now because that's about all the time that I can take away from playing! Thanks Jennifer and Casey for rescuing me and nursng me back to health and for finding me a great home. I hope all your other rescues can be as lucky as me!!!!!! I'll keep in touch, I'm thinking of getting my own FaceBook page - I'm pretty spoiled!