When I was just a young puppy, I was suppose to be a guard dog at a junkyard. That's right, I was a junkyard dog! Back then I was called Tank. I'm not really the mean junkyard dog type, but I had to stay outside chained up anyway. During the winter, I didn't have any shelter and it was cold and snowy. Then someone complained to my owner so I was kept in a basement and not allowed to leave. Eventually the person that complained came back and took me from the junkyard and into a new home. I had to get some stitches on my legs because I had bad cuts.
My new home after the junkyard was great! I was with some other brothers and sisters and I people paid attention to me! That's great because I LOVE attention. I also had my name changed from Tank to Hank. Tank is too mean of a name for a friendly guy like me.
Eventually, my foster family found me a new forever home by doing an outreach event at Petsmart. I have a sister named Daisy and a gray kitty named Duchess in my new family. I love my forever home!
So that's the story of how my life started - look how cute I am on the original flyer from Petsmart:
I'll keep adding posts from time to time, so keep checking back!
