Bet you’d never guess how I got to Atlanta? Well, I FLEW here! No I don’t have wings but I was taken from a shelter and put on an airplane. From there I really did FLY. Now I am waiting to get done all that I need to do. When you first come to AGA you have to be checked out by dog doctors and that’s when they found I have the dreaded heartworms. I looked everywhere but I couldn’t find any pockets where I might carry the money for my treatment. I have heard of the Angel dogs who will sponsor dogs needing special medicine (which costs many dollars) and I need one of them to help pay for treatments. I am about five years old and really, really need help. Everyone says I am a sweet boy and while I stay with a foster they will learn more about me. Please ask about me. I am so looking forward to a new home and family. Love and hugs, Carter