Sunny

My dog and nothing else.

Me and my arrow

My family and I adopted Sunny in the summer of 2022 from a local no-kill shelter (we have never and will never pay for an animal). He had previously been adopted and returned at least twice because apparently he was a bad boy. His previous owners had returned him because his playful nature was too much for their infant children.

If Sunny were a human, he would have great things to say about the American Dream. He started his life in a bit of turmoil, bouncing from shelter to shelter and just when he thought he had found his forever home, he was returned just for being his playful self. He never let that discourage him, however. During his second stint in shelter, he worked to better himself and he matured a lot. By the time I met him, he was determined to work hard to fit into a family setting.

We brought him home and he immediately fit right in. Serving time in the shelter definitely rehabilitated him.

While serving his time in the pen, he even worked on graduating from puppy school!

In all seriousness, I love my dog very much. He cannot speak, but I know I speak for him when I say that we live out our American Dream together.