Meet Chuck-



He's my current foster dog. He came in with the name Speedy, but once again I've decided to issue new identification. He doesn't seem to mind. When I told my mom that he ended up in a shelter she actually recoiled back from him a little, like he was about to pick her pocket and maybe set up a meth lab in the basement later. Personally, I'm not worried. He's 8 years old, extremely sweet, very chill. Mostly he just wants to nap in the sun, take walks, and go for car rides. I thought he might get adopted yesterday, but it turns out that the person interested lives two hours away and I'm a little worried she might flake out.
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