Hambone’s the name and alone’s the game! You see I am now six years old and looking for my third home.

I’m a Treeing Walker Coonhound and Sophie’s Dog Adoption rescued me from Georgia (USA) in 2007 along with two other retired hunters and were nicknamed the “3 Amigos”. We all were on death’s doorstep and were lucky enough to find homes as family dogs here in Quebec.

Unfortunately for me I became a statistic as I was returned due to “life changes” for my new found family. First they separated, I went to live with him. Now the opportunity to travel came up and “he” decided I wasn’t going. You would think that “she” would take me back but claims she can’t because of “her” situation.

The really sad thing is that it was decided since September 2010 that I was being returned, and it was obvious to Sophie when I arrived that I was totally neglected for the last five months, as I was almost as skinny and starved as when I was taken off death row.

My nails were so long my toes were crooked and I had peed all over my self from being left in a cage too long. Sophie was so upset with them for doing this to me as for first two years she really thought I had found the perfect home.

It goes to show that statistics don’t lie, just like Bert, Maverick, Levi 3, we came back with in five years of being adopted.

You have to know that in those three years I became a well adjusted city dog and my only little drawback is the fact that I like to chase cats and squirrels. I’m great with all dogs, love people and gentle enough for older kids.