Hi, my name is FLANNIGAN. I have the worst birthday in the world! I was born on April 15, 2001 so I just turned eight. No one ever feels like celebrating on tax day, so I've never ever had a birffday party.
But you know what? In spite of that, I'm happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, happy!! Did I mention that I'm a happy dog?
I came to rescue with heartworms and a little bit of a weight problem. I agree that the heartworms are a problem, but I really don't consider the weight issue to be a problem. I just think there is more of me to love, but the SOS folks don't see it that way.
I rode from my foster home in MI down to TN for treatment, but my foster mom made it perfectly clear that when I am all better, I had better come back up there for fostering until I am adopted into a forever home. I don't think that foster homes should fight over me like that, do you? Of course, I can see why - there aren't a lot of sweet, happy, calm, loving, and friendly Irish lads anywhere near as handsome as me out there. Do ya think the potential adopters will fight over me, too? Fostered by Alissa in TN.
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