Lenny

You know that guy who insists he's "still got it" while also needing to stretch before a backyard cornhole tournament? Yeah. That's Lenny.<br/><br/>Our distinguished hound gentleman is 9 years young and living proof that age is just a number (and sometimes that number still runs headfirst into the fence while chasing a squirrel 😅).<br/><br/>👃 Nose to the ground = brain in airplane mode.<br/>Lenny walks great on a leash... until something smells interesting. Then he's like, "Guess we're taking a detour now." Planning on going anywhere else? Cancel those plans. It's going to be a minute...or twenty.<br/><br/>🍗 Food = life.<br/>He's as food-motivated as a toddler at a birthday party. Counter-surfing? Maybe. Trash exploration? Strong possibility. Sneaky snack bandit? Absolutely.<br/><br/>🐕 Social butterfly, lazy athlete.<br/>Loves dogs, lived with cats, and enjoys kids over 8 who understand that he's down to play but only between naps. Think bursts of "let's go!" followed by hours of "let's not."<br/>He's chill when left alone, enjoys a good snooze, and has mastered the art of looking innocent when the trash can mysteriously tips over.<br/><br/>He's currently competing in the heavyweight division, but with the right walking partner (and fewer table scraps), he'll drop a class in no time.<br/><br/>Come meet Lenny because the only thing he's chasing harder than a scent... is a forever home. 🐾❤️

You know that guy who insists he's "still got it" while also needing to stretch before a backyard cornhole tournament? Yeah. That's Lenny.

Our distinguished hound gentleman is 9 years young and living proof that age is just a number (and sometimes that number still runs headfirst into the fence while chasing a squirrel 😅).

👃 Nose to the ground = brain in airplane mode.
Lenny walks great on a leash... until something smells interesting. Then he's like, "Guess we're taking a detour now." Planning on going anywhere else? Cancel those plans. It's going to be a minute...or twenty.

🍗 Food = life.
He's as food-motivated as a toddler at a birthday party. Counter-surfing? Maybe. Trash exploration? Strong possibility. Sneaky snack bandit? Absolutely.

🐕 Social butterfly, lazy athlete.
Loves dogs, lived with cats, and enjoys kids over 8 who understand that he's down to play but only between naps. Think bursts of "let's go!" followed by hours of "let's not."
He's chill when left alo

You know that guy who insists he's "still got it" while also needing to stretch before a backyard cornhole tournament? Yeah. That's Lenny.

Our distinguished hound gentleman is 9 years young and living proof that age is just a number (and sometimes that number still runs headfirst into the fence while chasing a squirrel 😅).

👃 Nose to the ground = brain in airplane mode.
Lenny walks great on a leash... until something smells interesting. Then he's like, "Guess we're taking a detour now." Planning on going anywhere else? Cancel those plans. It's going to be a minute...or twenty.

🍗 Food = life.
He's as food-motivated as a toddler at a birthday party. Counter-surfing? Maybe. Trash exploration? Strong possibility. Sneaky snack bandit? Absolutely.

🐕 Social butterfly, lazy athlete.
Loves dogs, lived with cats, and enjoys kids over 8 who understand that he's down to play but only between naps. Think bursts of "let's go!" followed by hours of "let's not."
He's chill when left alone, enjoys a good snooze, and has mastered the art of looking innocent when the trash can mysteriously tips over.

He's currently competing in the heavyweight division, but with the right walking partner (and fewer table scraps), he'll drop a class in no time.

Come meet Lenny because the only thing he's chasing harder than a scent... is a forever home. 🐾❤️