Undertaker

My name is Undertaker, and I’m a 7-year-old pug with a story that’s not all sunshine and wagging tails. Once, I had a family who loved me—or so I thought. But things changed when I started to develop some neurological and fungal issues. It was confusing and painful for me at the same time.

My family tried to help at first, but eventually, the love faded. One day, they left me at a shelter, saying someone else could care for me better. I waited for them to come back, but they never did.

Now, I’m just a little dog with a big heart, hoping for someone who sees beyond my quirks and loves me for the fighter I am. My name is Undertaker, and I’m still holding on for my second chance.