You know there are some things that just seem right from the beginning. That’s the way I felt when I came to my “foster” home. My owner went to be an angel and I didn’t have another home to go to but I did have someone who cared about me. That was my sister and she helped me get to AGA. She knew they would help. And they did! My fosters turned into my new mom and dad and I even have two brothers! Poor mom, she is outnumbered by boys in this house but she is an important AGA helper and she meets lots of dogs. I’m just happy she picked me out of all of them. I guess that’s the luck of the Irish! Your good friend, Finnegan