Hodgey

Meet Hodgey

I'm not a religious person, but I believe finding Hodgey was fate, kismet, serendipity, or all of the above. At 10-weeks old he was going to be euthanized by a puppy broker who would have made no profit on him if she had to pay for the broken leg he sustained at her house. It was a bad enough break that he needed surgery so he was worthless to her. She brought him to a clinic to have him euthanized and my best friend, who was a vet tech, talked her into signing over her rights to him. He ended up with me a few months later, after his leg healed, and he has been the greatest gift anyone has ever given me. I absolutely love him with all my heart and, as you can see by the picture, what's not to love? Put simply, Hodgey rocks!