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!