Ace

I was just five months old when my world cracked open.

First, I was dumped at a shelter. Then adopted. Then returned because I had “too much energy.

”Then adopted again… only to be found as a stray.

The shelter called my last owners to tell them I was there. They knew. They just didn’t care.

So I sat in that scary place, confused and alone, and I landed on the euthanasia list.My ending was supposed to be quiet and cold… through the back door, wrapped in a plastic bag.

I was just five months old when my world cracked open.

First, I was dumped at a shelter.

Then adopted.

Then returned because I had “too much energy.”

Then adopted again… only to be found as a stray.

The shelter called my last owners to tell them I was there.

They knew.

They just didn’t care.

So I sat in that scary place, confused and alone, and I landed on the euthanasia list.

My ending was supposed to be quiet and cold… through the back door, wrapped in a plastic bag.

But fate had other plans.

A rescue showed up.

Kind humans chose me.

And I walked out the front door instead.

That’s my story.

Here’s who I really am:

🐶 One-year-old American Bulldog mix

🐾 Volunteer favorite

❤️ Extremely dog- and kid-friendly

💪 70 pounds of love

🎨 Gorgeous brindle coat

🧠 Super smart and learns quickly

⚡ Fun, playful, and energetic

🛋️ Also calm, cuddly, and affectionate

🏠 House and crate trained

🚗 Great in the car

🍖 Very food motivated

🎾 Loves belly rubs and his toys

📘 Knows his basic commands

I’ve been let down more times than I can count, but I still believe my person is out there.

Can you foster me?

Can you adopt me?

Can you be the reason my story finally settles into a forever?

A rescue showed up.Kind humans chose me.And I walked out the front door instead.

That’s my story.Here’s who I really am: