THIS is Cole, known as Coal but my head and his personality spell it differently.
If you will notice he is larger/taller than ANY piece of furniture in my shared living space.
Cole is an innocent casualty of divorce and needs a loving home.
Did you know that the Animal Shelters are so full that they can no longer take in animals ?
Do you get what that means ?
I foresee losing much weight while walking/jogging/biking off his youthful energy.
Being indoors is a new experience for him. Climbing the stairs to the second floor is alien and scary. Asking to pee outdoors, wearing a safe reflective collar tag, furniture, reflections, carpeted floors, ALL new and unusual. The good news is he likes to "do the right thing", is sweet and gentle and a quick learner.
So now my crazy little world includes being a caretaker of a warm, fuzzy, non-english speaking body that eats and poops and whimpers and smells and needs peace, love and understanding.
Did I mention I have a hard time with neediness, it stresses me out.