Last month my friend Judy (aka Christy's mom) mentioned that she was considering getting a dog. Someone small, someone who didn't mind cats, maybe someone who needed rescue.
A few weeks later, I was strolling to the library when I met a woman walking two very cute dogs. I stopped to chat and pet the dogs because that's how I roll. The woman told me she was just fostering these dogs, they needed real homes, etc. I wished them luck and we parted ways. But then suddenly I remembered my conversation with Judy. I wasn't sure how serious she was about her dog search, but I couldn't let this chance go. So I stalked the dogs around the block, asked a few questions (the foster mom had cats, and the dogs didn't mind them a bit!) and got their contact info.
Long story short: this is Max. He has a real home at Judy's house now.