Frito

Frito was living on the backroads of rural SC. One day as I was driving down the dirt road to my house, he was standing in front of a neighbors house. He started chasing my car so excited, not barking, followed me up my long driveway and acted like I was his mommy and I had been gone forever. So excited. I took him in bathed him, tried to find if he belonged to anyone and he didn’t appear to be. That was almost 9 years ago. Now I am his person. He loves his dad but mom is his main squeeze.