Whoopee! I get to stay in my foster home because it turned out to be my real home. Can you imagine what kind of magic that took! From the days of a lost dog who ended up in a shelter to home sweet home! I have a ton of energy (after all I am only 1 year old-still a pup) and my foster mom and dad (who are now my real mom and dad) get plenty of exercise when I’m around. Good thing I came – otherwise they might just be laying around watching TV. If you’ll look on the AGA Facebook page you’ll see a picture of yours truly relaxing on our boat. I was worn out from getting mom and dad to play. It’s a big job but, hey, what’s a dog for if not to help the mom and dad? I never would have believed that so much could change but here I am. A real “rags to riches” story. Ah-h-h-h- it’s a “dog’s life” for sure. Your friend, Denver