Don't Throw the Frisbee!

This is our little Frisbee (my handsome boyfriend). He came to Hundenruhe Haven via our amazing vet's office. Originally, his name was Frisky, but it didn't seem to match his charm, so we renamed him Frisbee. His human dad brought him in for his rabies shot, and decided to have him euthanized instead. The wonderful techs and doctor convinced his dad to surrender him, and he came to live with us instead. Fris is in the later stages of congestive heart failure, so he doesn't waddle out to the fields with us anymore, but he still yodels his "hellos" and gives tiny kisses on our noses every day. He enjoys napping on his futon couch and letting everyone know when we come home and rise in the morning. He is 12 years old.