The story of Jude

I️’m a landlord, and someone left this poor boy at an eviction. They tied him to a fence with about 2 feet of moving room. However, this photo with all the doggy drool and vomit on his chest is not from the day I️ got him but...

From today, the day I️ got him fixed because he’s mine. He looks strangely similar to the girl dog I️ have, and I️ couldn’t imagine someone else giving him a home. Of course I️ had to post a cone of shame picture. Take a sad song, and make it better.