One rainy night in Costa Rica we heard yowling outside and went to investigate. We found a little dog, dirty and wet, on the bottom of a fight with two other big dogs - one a German shepherd. Of course we rescued her, washed her, fed her and when we were ready to return to the US we just couldn't leave her behind. We named her "Moxy" for her courage and lively nature. When I had heart surgery, she stayed on my bed with me for many weeks. She is now even livelier and such a happy girl! The best dogs are often those we find in shelters or along the way. That is the only kind of dog we will have. Moxy has really added joy to our lives.