This is a foster dog diary post. New information will be added to the end of this post so all info is kept in one place and in chronological order.
Last Updated: March 27, 2017
Charlie and Joey’s History
My name is Charlie and I have a story to tell you.
My brother, Joey, and I are young: not even 8 months old. I lived in a pen with two male dogs, one of them my brother.
We didn’t have food bowls. The people who took care of us threw food on the ground for us to compete over. We had minimal shelter and our bellies hurt because we had worms. Nobody gave us any love and little attention. They only looked at us from far away. They never opened the pen or cleaned it. Some would say it was disgusting, but it was all we had known.