Hey there! My name is Cashew and I don't know what to think. I came in with my brothers and sisters and now everyone is gone but me! Some people kept telling me I was the prettiest of the bunch so I thought for sure I'd be in my new home. But, no, I'm still here. Waiting. Maybe for you? I'm young, just a pup. So you'll need to be patient with me. I have lots of energy and I play with all the small dogs and the calm bigger dogs here at the shelter.
My mom was about 50 pounds and was black with long fur. Not sure how I got out as a tan, short haired dog but it must have been all my daddy's genes. Since we don't know who he was, it's best to assume that I'll be around 45 - 60 pounds, so apartment life may not be the best for me. Please help me get out of here, I'd love my own family.