Last year at the 5th Birthday party, I met our crazy Fred. I was in the large dog area when a crazy boy came up to me and sat on my feet.  He followed me around and every time would sit on my feet. Someone asked me if I knew him and I said no. This was wild because Fred (then Butch) did not approach strangers at all. At the time he was being boarded at Friends of Toto and I told Seth, my husband, that we are going to foster him and that’s that. We weren’t planning on fostering, because we just moved, but Butch chose us. And then he proceeded to be the best crazy boy and we foster failed hard. Now we have a Moe, a Beau, and an Alfredo (but we really just call him Fred) and we are a crazy tiny family. We love our crazy boys.  

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