My name is CHANCE. I was found wandering alone and starving on a remote highway by the RCMP in the middle of nowhere. Apparently, I was on my “last legs” according to the RCMP. They called me “Ribs” cause I was so thin. They scooped me up as they figured it would be my “last CHANCE” to survive.

So then after a scary flight, with everyone thinking I wouldn’t make it, MMDR grabbed me and fed me lots of yummy food and just loved me to pieces, cause I am such a good boy. I am so lucky this was my “second CHANCE”. I hope you are getting the hints here on my name, ha ha.

So here I am, happy and healthy. I am told I am a nice gentle little fella. I am working on my house training, and my foster mom says I am almost there. I sleep all night in my kennel without a peep, until you come get me. Then when I see you I make this sweet gurgling noise in my throat because I am so excited to see you in the morning.

I have been meeting other dogs, and I am very interested in them. I live with my foster brother who is a cat, and we get on really well. Well, he’s a little snooty, but I am winning him over. I am extremely lovable, don’t ya know.

Well I am looking out from this page, I know you are out there, yep its you! Come get me soon cause I am waiting. I want my “third CHANCE” to be, as “Abba’ said in their song, for you to “take a chance on me”!

Love and hugs

Chance

*Medical note:
I have some scarring in my eyes that might need looking at in the future. Please ask for more details.