I was a 10 month old Golden Retriever that arrived from a shelter in Alabama. I was SO glad to get out of there! They called me Radar because I could find things just like the real radar machine. If you lost a shoe I could find it (probably in my bed) and if you lost the dog treats I could find them (I have a good sniffer) and if you wanted to find a dog that needed to be played with or petted I could find one (that would be me!). I also had a lot to learn because I was growing up and wanted to be a good big boy dog. My dog walker at the fancy pet lodge I was staying at helped me with my manners and taught me a lot. She said I was a “labor of love” which was fitting since I was adopted on Labor Day. I met my new family during a false alarm fire alarm at my pet lodge. One of the fireman noticed me and decided to apply to adopt me and was approved! I have a new mom and dad and a dog sister named Skylar. Thanks so much AGA and especially my dog walker for not giving up on me. Yours, Radar.