Location: New York
Type: Shetland Sheepdog
I was riding an elevator at work and overheard two ladies talking about how there was only 1 puppy left for adoption from a litter. The litter was rescued from a puppy mill that was exposed and then shut down in Brooklyn. I asked “what kind of dog?” she said “sheep dog“. So I thought, why not at least take a look.
My friend and I took the subway to the farthest point in Brooklyn, nearly 2 hours away; it was perhaps the coldest day of the year. But it was worth the trip. The second I saw that little puppy, I knew he was a champion so I named him Champ.
Champ was so tiny and cold, I had to keep him in my inside pocket of my down parka in the cab to keep warm.
He’s been my constant companion ever since.