Chance was somehow badly injured at a very young age and then discarded, like a broken toy. He was found at about 10 weeks old wandering the streets by himself. His front elbows had been subluxed and broken and had already healed in a contorted and inoperable position. It was kind of like having a one-legged dog. He is doing great, though, and plays with his big sissy, Katie, and runs around like a little tornado!
Mom loves all animals, but especailly broken puppies and old dogs with grey muzzles.