This is Chunk.
Ok, well, his name is really Goose, but he reminds me of the famous Chunk.
Chunk stayed with us this weekend while his owner is away.
Over the course of his visit Chunk & I have developed a connection.
You see, Chunk is a rescue dog. One that had a pretty terrible life before he was rescued by our friend's sister. I've told you a bit about our Layla's past and Chunk's isn't too different.
Somewhere along the way a man decided it was ok to beat the crap out of this sweet, loving dog. I'm sure we'll all agree that it's terrible to beat an animal but to beat one to the point that he's afraid to go outside with Jus is inexcusable.
Somewhere along the way Chunk had a lady that loved him. He sat & slept next to me, he wagged his tail when I walked in the door and in general just enjoyed being near me. So much so that I worry that he spends his days lonely, wishing that his really wonderful owner had a girlfriend or wife to give the comfort that I have.
I know it's bad to think about kidnapping someone else's dog, but this weekend I've gotten to thinking maybe we should keep Chunk with us, so he can build some confidence, gain trust in men and be comfortable in his home.
At the end of the weekend he was ecstatic to see his owner so I didn't have the opportunity to steal him but a little longer & a little more love and we would've had 3 dogs.