Hi my name is Ian! My mommy found me at doggy jail, the pound, in Santa Monica (Los Angeles), California. When she first saw me I was a mess. I wasn't washes, had I knots and fleas and i was so shy and scared. The nice man Ian (whom I was named after) put me in a yard with my mom. She put her hand to my face and a said "Do you want to come home with me". She asked what she had to do to bring me home . They told her she could pick me up at the vet in a few days after I got fixed. When she picked me up i was even more of a mess. I still hadn't been washed or brushed. I hated my leash loud noises and I hated men. Can you believe i didn't know how to play fetch!. Mom got me threw it at all. She got me to love my leash . She slowly introduced me to loud noises and always let me meet puppy friends.
I'm still learning to be OK with men.I like my papa though he throws the ball real far! After living with just mom and I in the city of Los Angeles she then moved us to the Washington country side. Where I live with Max Lola and my human brother and sister. I love to play fetch and run in the open fields. I love my family so much I am happy to have the wonderful family I have.