of little paws. I've had a dog most of my life. Our last one passed two years ago at the age of 16. I've been so back and forth over getting another dog. I'm going to see Max this afternoon, he's being fostered by a woman for one of our local shelters. I am trying not to be too excited, they told me they have received many calls on him.
Addendum ... he was adorable, a wonderful little dog; several people are interested in him. I made the decision not to pursue adopting him, I'm probably going to regret this.