I stayed with one family from when I was 3 months old until I was 11 months old and nothing seemed to work out very well. I was very bored and started to chew on things and then my family started to call me “Chewy”. That meant I did bad things. They sent me back to AGA then I got to go to school and then to a foster home. Now that I am about one year old I have a new family all my own. We have a fenced yard and a place to swim and maybe pretty soon I’ll get a brother or a sister golden. I can’t wait because I love to play! My new mom and dad went to the store and got me a shiny new tag for my collar and it says “TILLIE” on it. We are going to just forget about the other name since I’m learning the rules and being a good girl. Now I really feel at home. Love and hugs from me, Tillie