Hi Ya'll! I'm Maddie. I have had it ruff in my short 10 months of life, but I've finally fallen upon some good luck. Somehow, I found myself in a loud scary shelter. Some of the others had families come for them and others just vanished. I knew in the pit of my stomach that vanishing was not a good thing. But, then some kind people came for me. They didn't take me home, but they took me to their shelter. They said that if a family didn't come for me, a rescue would and so, I rested my head in my new clean cage and finally felt something I hadn't felt in a long time, hope.
They weren't lying. I had a rescue that wanted me. I didn't know what a rescue was, but it sounded like a good thing. So, they put me on this big truck and I and 100 others like me left Kentucky. After a long drive and being passed from one wonderful volunteer to the next, I landed in New York. You folks talk different, but since we don't speak the same language, it's no matter. I got a collar and a pretty blue tag that said “Buffalo Pug.” Yes, I am a Buffalo Pug Rescue Dog and I feel like I've hit the jackpot, but they keep telling me there is a place even better than rescue that they will find for me. I can't wait to see that place, but they tell me I have to tell you all about me and I'll do my best to do that now.
I am a young lady dog who is spayed and living in a great foster home. I have a foster brother who is a big energetic boxer. I was a little unnerved about him the first night, but now I like him (and others!) I have a foster brother who is a cat and I've tried gently playing with him and so far, my foster mom says I am doing good. There is also this thing called a ferret in the house. I'm not sure what exactly he is but I want to play with him. You humans like football, right? Isn't there a ferret ball? My foster mom says no and that I should probably not go to a home with smaller, caged animals because I am a little too interested. Bummer! I appear to be housebroken thus far and will sleep soundly in the crate at night. I am skinny, so my foster mom is feeding me lots of small meals to get my weight back up. I found a squeaky toy in the backyard the other day and had such a good time playing with that. And, on Father's day, I met my extended foster family and everyone gave me pets and love. I loved it. I am really a good dog and I can't believe how much luck I ran into when I was saved from the pound, but if my forever family is out there, I'd love to meet you! Please complete an adoption application on the website and my foster mom will get ahold of you in just a few tail wags!