Joey was just a little brown mutt when he wandered up to our house one hot summer day in early August. The year was 2003 and Joey was about 3 or 4 weeks old. He was the sweetest little dog and he had a lot of fleas, but we just couldn't let him stay out there in the heat. So we brought him inside and let him sleep in the old laundry basket. We put him back outside after a few hours but all he did was whine and whine, so we decided to keep him after finding out that he was a stray. We gave him a bath to get rid of the fleas and he adjusted quickly to our family and our cat, Jazzy. They didn't exactly get along and they wrestled with each other, but they were careful never to hurt each other. Today Joey is five years old and still a bundle of energy. He loves running around the back yard and laying around inside on hot and cold days. I can truly say that he is my best friend and that will never change.
Kellie RTheodore, AL
