I’m seven and it must be my lucky number even though I didn’t think it was at first. My family didn’t want me any longer when they moved but they took the other dog I lived with. I guess they thought I was too old. I am a little shy sometimes but I have good manners and know commands and how to be a good friend. And that’s what I found- in fact two good friends! My mom and my sister golden. She’s seven years old just like me so I’m sure that must be a lucky number for both of us. We are best friends now and we are going to have so much fun. No more being unwanted. I’ve found my family. Hugs to everyone for saving me. Your friend, Stella