This is a little story about how a sixteen pound shih-tzu mix saved my life.
On June 27th of 2013, I had overslept... like I always tend to do on Saturday mornings, when I heard a knock on my door. Pounding was more like it. Half asleep, I went to the door and opened it. Standing there was my Stepfather, and in walked a little mass of fluff who came in like it had been in my room it's entire life. It hopped up on my bed and looked at me from beneath the fur on it's face, one snaggletooth hanging out of his mouth. I looked back at my stepfather and sleepily asked "Who's dog are we foster