My sister Lucy and I were picked up by Animal Control Officers in Seguin. We were so happy to get out of the heat and have a nice bath.
My foster family calls me “Waffles.” I am a silly, little thing. I would love another young dog in the home to run zoomies with. Some of the these new sights and sounds still startle me, but I am figuring things out quickly. Treats are a good way to win my affection!
I never went to the racetrack and do not have tattoos. Foster mom says, although I’m full grown (a petite 50 lbs.), I still act like a frisky puppy.
