I’m the new girl at TABR and sometimes a little shy, but my foster family is helping me come out of my shell. I’m still adjusting to not having to be sorry about everything because I was in trouble a lot at the last place I was at. I’m glad to be out of there, between you and me. But the good news is I learned to only potty on the green stuff outside and to let my foster mommy use the nail eater on my paws without throwing a fuss. Apparently hoomans get really excited about those types of things. I am a recovering heartworm victim, but I am on the road to good health. The other dogs and cats at my foster home seem nice but I like to stay out of everyone’s way for now until I know everyone likes me. I’m not trying to be snobby, I‘m just a little shy. But hey, it’s better than being a meany to everyone! I’ve been working with my foster family to pet me anytime I bat my eyes and they are catching on finally. Didn’t take long. I’m mostly just along for the ride until I find my furever family. I could get used to this pampered lifestyle!