Ahh… Foster… What can I say about him? He’s a pain in my big fat ass. Foster is about 5 years old as of fall of 2009. Breed guess is impossible. His head makes him look like a miniature Rottie or something. But his body is so not that of a Rottie. He has somewhat long legs for his body and he falls over a lot. Anyway, he was found to be left to fend for himself in southern Georgia when people who owned him moved out when he was only 2 months old!!! But these sorry excuses for human beings sure didn’t forget to cut off his tail. Anyway, I got him also to find him a good home, but apparently I love being tortured. So I kept him, too.
Read more about Foster here.
