Hunter here. He's a picture of me sliding across the floor at my new foster home.

My foster family has welcomed me with hugs and belly rubs.

At first I was a bit unsure of this new house after being locked in a kennel at a shelter for several days. Just a few hours before the end of the day and what was going to be my last hours on earth, I was sprung by a nice transport man who drove me to my foster home. I'm good in the car and just enjoyed the ride by looking out the window.

My foster family had just lost a resident dog so I brought them some much needed cheering up. My foster bro was depressed but a few wags and barks got him up and moving. We have been romping ever since.

Foster bro likes taking his naps on the ottoman while I prefer sleeping by the door so I don't miss a chance to go outside. I love it outside and love this cold weather!

I love to give myself a bath in the snow and can even get behind the ears with enough of a snow patch (only clean snow, of course). Oh how I love to roll in the cold snow!

My foster family knows the signs of me needing to go outside so I've had no accidents. I get to go out in the back yard, which is fenced in. They also seem to know I like an evening walk around the block. That makes me happy so I don't tug hard on the leash. I'm 12, but in good shape so I act a bit younger. I have a few good years left in me and would like to share them with someone who will love me and take me on walks, rub my belly and let me show them my affection!

Come and meet me and I know you'll fall in love.