Miles

Miles is my name, but you wouldn’t want to walk in my shoes. At 4 months old I’m already walking towards a new life. I’m one of those sad souls who had a bad start. Born in a puppymill, sent to a petshop at about 4 weeks old, purchased by a family at the age of 6 weeks old and now at 4 months they’ve given up on me.

Instead of being a happy go lucky puppy, I arrived terrified of humans and everything around me. I’ve already learned to use my teeth when I’m scared, I’ve already gone hungry so I’ve got some food aggression and I haven’t yet figured out that I don’t have to poo where I sleep.

Bad puppy, you say? Not my fault I say! But I’m confident that with the right family I can learn to become a very well adjusted, well socialized, housetrained and wonderful little guy.

I’m cute, but I’m not for a novice. I don’t wanna spend my life looking for the right home, this next one has to be my forever home.

4 thoughts on “Miles”

  1. He’s wonderful! After only 4 days here so far I am amazed how bright and quick to learn he is. He reminds a lot of Pablo. A real sweet happy-go-lucky puppy who gets along with both the cats and dogs and is now quite happy to meet new people on the streets. Whoever adopts him will be very lucky.

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