The story of how we got Frat Boy. :) So we left the mountain ...
And drove ...
We were headed to a woman who lives out in the middle of nowhere, and I mean NOWHERE, and she rescues animals.
Any animal in need is welcome.
Even really funny looking ones.
To be honest, we went because we'd heard through the grapevine that she'd rescued two yellow lab puppies. And she had. She'd rescued two puppies out of a horrible situation.
But the golden wasn't who stole our hearts. Nope, it was her little baby brother. The runt of the litter.
He was filthy and living in a hovel. And the minute he saw us, he came alive. Wriggling, happy, loving. All you had to do was touch him and he writhed in joy and dropped to the floor for a belly rub.
And once he was picked up by the teenagers and loved up by them, he didn't want to get down.
So we never put him down again. Meet Frat Boy...