Frost

I'm Frost. I didn't know what a leash meant. Now I know it means I get to go with you.<br/><br/>I'm currently in Georgia. My bags are packed, and I'm ready to travel to my new home. Where are you? Are you my new family? I'll travel to you!<br/><br/>When I first got here, the leash scared me. I didn't understand it. I spun. I chewed through it. I tried to get away from it.<br/><br/>No one gave up on me.<br/><br/>They gave me time. Space. Patience. They worked with me, not against me. And something clicked.<br/><br/>Now I walk with confidence. I'm happy to go out. I look forward to it. Turns out the leash wasn't something to fear. It meant fresh air, movement, and being part of something.<br/><br/>I'm about 3 years old. Neutered. White coat. Clean, sharp, and ready. I've done really well with crate training, and I understand routine. I settle in. I learn. I try.<br/><br/>Since coming from Animal Control, I've changed a lot. I've opened up. I've become affectionate. Playful. The kind of dog who wants to be near you, who enjoys attention, who gives it right back.<br/><br/>I've got great qualities for a family or for someone who wants a solid companion. I'm not stuck in my past. I'm moving forward.<br/><br/>What I need is someone who sees that growth and keeps it going. Someone patient, consistent, and kind.<br/><br/>Because once I trust you, I'm all in.<br/><br/>And I'm already halfway there.

I'm Frost. I didn't know what a leash meant. Now I know it means I get to go with you.

I'm currently in Georgia. My bags are packed, and I'm ready to travel to my new home. Where are you? Are you my new family? I'll travel to you!

When I first got here, the leash scared me. I didn't understand it. I spun. I chewed through it. I tried to get away from it.

No one gave up on me.

They gave me time. Space. Patience. They worked with me, not against me. And something clicked.

Now I walk with confidence. I'm happy to go out. I look forward to it. Turns out the leash wasn't something to fear. It meant fresh air, movement, and being part of something.

I'm about 3 years old. Neutered. White coat. Clean, sharp, and ready. I've done really well with crate training, and I understand routine. I settle in. I learn. I try.

Since coming from Animal Control, I've changed a lot. I've opened up. I've become affectionate. Playful. The kind of dog who wants to be near you, who enjoys

I'm Frost. I didn't know what a leash meant. Now I know it means I get to go with you.

I'm currently in Georgia. My bags are packed, and I'm ready to travel to my new home. Where are you? Are you my new family? I'll travel to you!

When I first got here, the leash scared me. I didn't understand it. I spun. I chewed through it. I tried to get away from it.

No one gave up on me.

They gave me time. Space. Patience. They worked with me, not against me. And something clicked.

Now I walk with confidence. I'm happy to go out. I look forward to it. Turns out the leash wasn't something to fear. It meant fresh air, movement, and being part of something.

I'm about 3 years old. Neutered. White coat. Clean, sharp, and ready. I've done really well with crate training, and I understand routine. I settle in. I learn. I try.

Since coming from Animal Control, I've changed a lot. I've opened up. I've become affectionate. Playful. The kind of dog who wants to be near you, who enjoys attention, who gives it right back.

I've got great qualities for a family or for someone who wants a solid companion. I'm not stuck in my past. I'm moving forward.

What I need is someone who sees that growth and keeps it going. Someone patient, consistent, and kind.

Because once I trust you, I'm all in.

And I'm already halfway there.