Hey there! I decided to stay with my foster family. They were missing their girl golden who had to say good-bye and I figured this was where I needed to be. I’m 9 and I used to have only chickens for friends at my first home. They were good company but nothing like a family of your own. Now I’m not so much of a farm dog. At least I haven’t seen any chickens here in my new home. It was easy to move in here because once I was unpacked I didn’t have to pack my things up again. I had that all figured out but don’t tell my secret. OK? Thank you to everyone and esp. to my fosters for wanting to be my real family. Your friend, Kobie