I was a lost,lost,lost fellow — All turned around and didn’t know what direction I came from when some nice people helped me out. Nobody came looking for me and thank goodness those people did not take me to the animal shelter. That’s NOT where dogs want to end up. Instead they called AGA and told them I had good manners, was no trouble and liked to play with their own dog and their kids. I couldn’t tell them my real name so they called me Liberty because I was found around that day called July 4th. I had my checkup and then went visiting a foster home. Oh, yeah, the dog doctor had guessed that I was somewhere around 7 years old which is o.k. with me but maybe I should have got a second opinion? Anyway, my foster that was taking great care of me took me to adoption day where I found my forever family. They loved me and another dog name Goldie Boy and ended up adopting us both! We have a great new home with rescue dogs just like me to pal around with, a second home in the Georgia mountains, and mom and stay at home dad to hang out with us all day. We also have older human brothers and sisters that visit. I’m so happy to be with my new family and pack! Regards Liberty.