aweeee.. shes lovely! Dogs really do become a key member of the family and I grew up with a german shepherd named penny that we rescued from a shelter. She was half the weight she should have been, she had no hair on her legs and she was able to recognize a gun by sight and would hide. She turned into a wonderful dog and you could tell how gratful she really was for getting her out of the hellhole. We had to say goodbye to Penny last october and are now blessed with Scooter, a rescued flatcoated retriever (him, his momma and and 10 brothers and sisters were living in an abandoned house when my aunt found them) and are raising another German shepherd, Jasmine.