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They call me Clover, I guess because I'm lucky! My friends at Chouteau Pound Pals took really good care of me. They helped me not be afraid of everything like people, other dogs, cats, grass, clouds; you know, scary stuff...well, it used to be. I stayed with them a really long time and then my time was up. No, that's not the lucky part...my foster mom saw my picture and called SWAT to see if th ey would take me in...and they DID! THAT'S the lucky part. I am living with my foster family, playing with their dogs, snuggling with my little human (he let's me under the covers at night when no one is looking..shhhh), cats don't really scare me (much), I love laying in the grass and watching the clouds go by...life is good. I am still a little timid but everyday that I spend in my foster home, I'm getting better and better at being an important part of the family. I am not a barker unless someone is at the door. I know to go outside to potty, I love my chew toys and once I loved a flip flop. I know what NO means now. I'm a couple of years old and weigh 22 lbs. I have a little bit of Heeler, little bit of Terrier little bit of something red and a lot of best dog ever in me. I am going to find my forever family very soon. We will know each other the second we meet!