Meet....
DRAKE!

But why try telling you about him myself? Here he is in his own words...
"Yes, I like Pina Coladas and getting caught in the rain. I'm not much into health food, I am into champagne. I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon and cut through all this red tape." Okay, so I don't really like Pina Coladas or getting caught in the rain. But, I'd really like to meet you! Please help me find my forever home! I am crate-trained and house-trained. I'm dog-friendly - heck, who wouldn't love a handsome guy like me?
While most boxers have selective hearing, it is important to note that my hearing abilities far exceed that of most boxers, as I can't hear anything - I am completely deaf! Please don't let that piece of information scare you. You could call me Drake, or you could call me something else totally different if you would like. I know some sign language and hand signals, and would really like a fur-brother or sister and a family who is anxious to help me learn more! My foster brother and sister, Zeke & Alabama, say that I can be rather loud when I’m in my crate. But hey, when you’re getting ready to stand-in for Smokey Robinson during an upcoming concert series, you need to know that practice makes perfect. No apartments for me if you want to have happy neighbors!
I think I'd like a forever home with one or two humans, maybe more, just no humans under age 10 - I have heard that some young-uns have a hard time communicating with me. It only took a few days for my foster dad to realize that I need to see his face when he talks to me, so I can pick up on his body language and hand signals. I'd also like to have a fur-brother or sister (maybe both?). He or she will help me adapt to my new surroundings, and it will be easier for you to let me know that I need to come inside if I'm busy romping around in the yard. Because I can't hear, sometimes I get startled easily, especially when I'm concentrating on the food in my bowl. My foster dad says there is an easy solution...just feed me in my crate!

I make a great armrest, so long as you'd like to give me a massage. At my foster dad's house, I get to spend time with Alabama and Zeke in a nice fenced backyard. He watches us when we go outside, just to make sure I come in when he calls for my buddies. I check on my foster dad a lot if we’re not in the same room – I want to make sure I know where to find him if Alabama or Zeke are getting into something they shouldn’t. I love, love, love squeaky toys and tug-of-war, and I am good about sharing my toys. I walk great on a loose leash and I would love to help introduce you to people in the neighborhood - perhaps a trip to Petco is in order? Please let me show you what an awesome boxer I am!"
Doesn't this amazing guy deserve a forever home of his own? If you're interested in meeting Drake, check out www.savetheboxers.com today!
OoH my him is a cutie patootie! Paws is crossed dat Drake finds his furever home soon!
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Maggie Mae