Hey remember me? I was attacked by dogs a couple of months ago and survived. I had some hernias that were repaired and now I am good as new.
Here’s the problem. I need love. I need a lot of love. My foster parents have their own animals and are busy and, frankly, I am ready to be in a home that can saturate me with attention. I am so desperate for love that if my foster is within a 2 foot radius of me, I will acrobatically jump through the air to get onto her shoulders. I am that lonely….