BRIC—WELCOME TO RESCUE.

Bric was in a local shelter.   He was turned in by his owner.  She had him his entire life, so I'm not sure why she gave him up.   

He was terrified in the shelter.   He didn't know anybody!!

We got part of a harness on, but he wouldn't let us do the rest.  It's okay, buddy, we know you don't know us.

He kept jumping on my leg, wagging his tail, so he wanted to trust me.  He just didn't yet.

He reminded me of our Starlight.

She did trust me right away, but no one else.  She became Attila the Hun if anyone tried to touch her.  All ten pounds of her was just ferocious.  (We figured out she wanted to live with us, so she did, for ten years!)

Brik's posture shows he is confused, and he needs to decompress.

He's with his foster sister, Suzie, and she'll help him.

He is taking treats from his foster mom, Marti.

He even asked if he could sit on the couch with her.  He will have a dental on Thursday and then, we will start looking for a home for him.   He will need a patient person who will give him time to trust.  Someone who has a quieter home than mine (any home is calmer than mine!) and allow him to become comfortable there.   He's only 13 pounds and about 12 years old.  Don't worry, little man, you're going to be just fine.