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Once upon a time, I had a family that loved me and took care of me. Then they were gone.
Once upon a time there was food and water in my bowls. Then there were no bowls and there was no food.
Once upon a time I had a home of my own and my own bed. Then I was in a shelter sleeping on a concrete floor.
Once upon a time I was a happy Boxer girl. Then I began to give up hope. Not all fairy tales have happy endings.
Just when I was about to give up, Legacy found me and a new fairy tale began. My foster mom came to get me, and brought me home with her.
There are a lot of new things for me to get used to. Some things are taking longer than others. My foster family tells me itís ok though. They tell me that some dogs just take a little bit longer and that even though I donít know everything yet, Iím still a very good girl.
When I came here I got a new name because no one knew what my old name was. My name is now Jenny, but my foster mom is always calling me ďWiggle ButtĒ or ďWigglesĒ. I bet you can guess why she calls me that!
There are quite a few other dogs here. Iím trying to get used to them, but itís taking me some time to learn to trust them. Mom says it could be because of something that happened to me when I was on the streets. Iíve showed improvement since Iíve been here, but for now, mom says it would probably be best if I was the only dog in the house. She says thatís no big deal though, because I have more than enough personality and love to keep a family happy all by myself.
What I lack in canine social skills, I make up for 100 times over in people skills. I love everyone. I love to be next to people. I will sit for you, lay down for you and I will even shake paws with you! I love it when you scratch my head and rub my belly. More than anything I just want a family to love me again.
I have been told I am a good girl in my crate. I go in all by myself and Iím pretty quiet in there, unless I need to go potty. When I first came here, I had accidents in my crate, but now I know that if I let mom know that I have to go potty, she will take me outside. Because I donít trust the other dogs, I havenít gotten to spend a lot of time out of my crate in the rest of the house. But when I have, I havenít had a single accident. So mom thinks I will do just fine in my own home.
My new fairy tale began when I was saved from the shelter by Legacy Boxer Rescue, but my happily ever after wonít happen until I find my forever family. I am a little bit older, and I might need a little more work than some other dogs, but I promise, if you give me a chance, I will love you more than any dog ever has.
What do you say? Do you believe in fairy tales? Do you believe in happy endings? Will you be my happily ever after??
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