Well, he will always be "Cheech" to me. Cheech was found as a four week old puppy wandering down a highway in Eastern NC. My good friend and "rescue angel", Betty, helped him to survive. He was placed in a foster home, but unfortunately experienced a badly broken leg there when he decided to wrestle with the big dogs there. Thanks to the generosity of many people who had contributed to the rescue organization, Paws Place, in the honor of Betty's deceased Golden Retriever, George, Cheech was able to undergo surgery to repair his leg. Betty took him to her house to recuperate, and when he was all well, he was adopted by a lovely lady and her husband in Georgia. I was lucky to be able to help with the transport to get him to his new home. Here are some recent pictures of him all settled in his new house, with a new name, "Chief". He is the chief according to the new owners!
Isn't he just beautiful? We fell in love with him and he was here for less than 24 hours!
Reply With Quote
He is a beautiful pup. Is so good to know Chief found a "forever home" with a loving family thanks to you and your friends.
Talk about cute! I think he's part Aussie.
Bookmarks