This is my main man, Duke. I found Duke a year and a half ago outside a gas station near a truck stop. Someone had dumped him off and told him to stay. So he stayed. When I got to the gas station and saw this handsome soul, I inquired about him, and was told that the dog officer was on his way. I waited with him until the dog officer arrived, and talked to the dog officer about him. Two days later the dog officer called me, and asked me to foster this handsome guy, and adopt him if no one claimed him. How could I say no? Duke is a Shepherd/Husky mix, and somewhere between 9 and 11 years old. We had kind of a rough start, a few scraps about who was the boss, dominance kind of issues with the other members of the pack. Duke has now assumed his spot as leader of the pack, and all is well. He is a loyal and protective family dog, and a good farm dog too. He loves to go for his walks (off leash like Bear) and go swimming in the lake. It still boggles the mind that someone could dump a nice dog like this, or that people can even consider animals disposable. How could you throw away a sweet face like this?