I met Henry for the first time when he was 5 weeks old when he was living upstairs from where I work. I learned that the owner had left him, his brother and his parents alone for two weeks, and discovered him in a recycling box full of feces when I went into the apartment. I happened to be at the vet and asked him what to do. The vet said you need to take the puppies until he comes back or they could get sick. After the owner came back, a few weeks went by and then he called and said I’m moving and you need to take the dogs right away. So, I adopted him and a friend adopted his brother so that they can stay in touch and have play dates. I recently discovered that his parents never leave the apartment and when I walked Henry’s father, he didn’t know what to do outside since he’d never seen another dog outside the apartment.
Henry is so loving, so kind and patient with us. He’s a wonderful dog in every way, and we’re so lucky to have him in our family. He’s a herd dog and loves to herd the canada geese at the park. He inspires us with his openness and his playfulness. He’s only seven months old and we look forward to seeing him grow.