Rags was found running down a road with blood on his fur. He was skinny and his puppy collar had embedded itself in his neck skin. Our animal shelter had his collar surgically removed and took wonderful care of him until he could be adopted. I happened to wander through the shelter, idly checking out dogs and liked his interest in toys and his general friendliness, lack of fear from gentle brushing, curiosity about the grounds when we went out together. When he came to live with us, he went from rags to riches - home cooked dog food, toys, plenty of interaction with us and our other shelter dog, woods to run and dig in, and a bed by ours. He has a rawhide bone in his mouth in this photo.