Dodger

My husband rescued our Dodger late one summer evening as he was driving down Rosemead Blvd. Dodger, a stray four month old Boxer/Shepherd puppy at the time, was "dodging" cars and miraculously ran straight into my husband's arms when he heard my husband's whistle. Dodger is now six years old and is a beloved member of our family. His name fits him perfectly.

We did not find our Dodger, she found us. She was a year old Austrailian Cattledog/German Shepherd mix who had been sleeping under our bushes. Not being dog people, we called Animal Control to come and pick her up. They came, but when they reached down to get her, she dodged them. The Animal Control people left and within an hour she was back, in the same spot. Suffice it to say, we became dog people that day thirteen years ago, and Dodger has been a member of our family ever since.