Look at me! I look like I walked thru a mud puddle up to my elbows, but really it's just my awesome coloring. My foster named me Ash because she thinks I look like I'm covered in ashes and would make a good firehouse dog.

Anyway, I was born out in the winter cold. We clung together and made it thru for several months when some nice people brought us inside are trying to make friends. We were not around people those first few months, so I'm a bit shy. I am coming out of it though.

I love this thing called belly rubs, I love my crate, I love food and treats and toys. I love playing with my brother, Storm. I'm pretty good walking on a leash but it's still a little scary.

My foster thinks I will be a perfect family dog. I'm big, 42 pounds last check, but I don't jump and am fairly laid back for a puppy. I would really just like a home where there's plenty of love and lots of belly rubs.