Alex′s Story

I’m Alex. I’m five years old, and my fur is soft and curly—my humans used to say I looked like a little cloud. I thought I’d always be their cloud.

But one morning, things felt different. Boxes everywhere, the smell of tape, clothes folded in neat piles. My tail wagged at first because I thought it was a game. Packing always meant something exciting, like a trip! I followed them, hopeful, waiting for someone to clip on my leash.Instead, we got into the car, when the car stopped, I smelled it before I saw it: other dogs, nervous barks, strange people, the sharp tang of disinfectant. A shelter.I didn’t understand. They said words like America and future—words too big for me. All I knew was that they walked away, and I pressed my paws against the gate, my tail still wagging, slower now. My cloud-heart felt heavy.

Character & Temperament

I’m a sweet and gentle boy who loves cuddles more than anything. Kids make my tail wag the fastest—I’m patient and calm with them, and I love their company. I walk really nicely on the leash, always happy to explore but never pulling too hard. I’ve never lived in the house before, so I’ll need a little help with house training, but I’m eager to learn and make you proud.

Ideal Home for Alex

My perfect home would be one filled with love.A family who enjoys cuddles as much as I do, and maybe even children I can play with.I don’t need anything fancy—just patience while I learn how to live in a house, and kindness to guide me. What matters most to me is having humans of my own again, ones I can call family forever.