Description:

My name is Fievel. I earned that name because at the shelter my number was 555. I am an adorable black and tan wirehair male with some unusual markings. I am either a large tweeny or a small standard. I have some giant feets! My foster mom says I am a complete gentleman for being so young and she has fallen in love with me within hours of taking me from the shelter. I was scared and timid when they came to get me, but warmed right up after getting into the house. I am getting along just fine with the other dogs in the house and have actually played with them. I have ignored the cats, and after my initial initation with a giant fat bulldog, I am fine with him too! I love the humans here and will jump in their laps for a belly rub and maybe a gentle kiss on the face. Foster mom says I need a sandwich or two, but I don't want to fill out too much. I did not get a sandwich for dinner, but I did share a little of my dinner nicely with my foster sister. Foster mom can't understand how someone can lose such a fine boy as myself, but I am ready to have a new home with someone who will love me and care for me and make sure I don't get lost again. You need to hurry and get me before my foster mom decides I need to stay here. She says I am an awesome boy and a real treasure to find!