For anyone questioning adopting I hope this helps.

We adopted my dear Skipper in 2003.  He was called a “project” type of dog.  He’d been abused by a puppy mill for a year and a half. To call him skidish that first year would be a huge understatement.  When we first got him he took to my wife quickly but for me it took a bit longer.  Through the years Skipper helped raise my 2 daughters and handled new baby scenarios beautifully.  He was a constant low maintenance companion for the last 13 years and the best dog I have ever had.  I miss him terribly and thought I would share this here in hopes it might convince someone to take a shot at adoption on what could turn out to be the best friend you will ever have!