My name is now Finn, short for Finnbharr, which is an Irish name. I was originally picked up as a stray in PA; I was very thin and had little hair due to fleas, I was scared of water and big men. Fortunately, Sandy in PA saved me and now I am very happy. I live in NJ with Millie the cat. I go to work every day with my dad and have my own couch and bed! I go on walks in the woods every day too; I don’t even have to be on a leash. I love to chase squirrels, rabbits and fox but I’m really afraid of hot air balloons. My dad says I'm real smart and listen well. People I meet can’t believe I’m adopted. Every St. Patrick’s Day I march with Deanna and Phil’s setters and lots of other adopted dogs in the parade. Its lots of fun! I am pictured here hiking in Acadia Park in Maine and with my Mom who is Irish too!
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"I have my own truck now too! I
can get as muddy and wet as I want!"
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