My name is Winnie. I'm 4 years old and spent almost all of my life in a puppy mill. I just touched grass for the first time. If a dog barks on TV I look around the room to see who it was. My foster mommy thinks that's funny. I'm still trying to figure out the noises on TV. I like to be comforted when there is a storm. I'm getting used to being loved. It's so nice. Won't you love me?
Waiting to hear from you!
Winnie