Arrival Story: My husband was working in Maine helping a friend work on a house. It was during the winter with lots of snow and below zero. He looked out the window and saw something under a picnic table. At first he tought it was a dog statue and then he saw it take a breath. Well the only thig he could find quickly was a box of cheese it's so he ran out there and the little guy was scared and grrrring at him so he put a cheese it down and he ate it. Jim made a l;ittle path with the cheeses it's until he could reach him. he could hardly move but he was so hungry he dragged himself out. Jim grabbed him brought him into the house and moved his sleeping bag next to the wood stove. He put the little guy in the bag and climbed in with him and held him for over and hour until he warmed up. We didn't know if Bud would like him so we called him our Foster child. After Bud got use to him they just couldn't be apart and he hfound a big spot in my heart and I couldn't let him go.
Bio: He was such a good boy and never did anything wrong. I miss him so much.