Hi, I'm Boscoe. I was once named something else but decided I wanted a new name to help me get on the road to a new life. I think Boscoe suits me, what do you think? What kind of life would I want to leave behind? One where was being kept in the back yard, watching day in and day out while my humans enjoyed life inside a home without me. I slowly starved while they ate their meals together. I saw on cement and watched, hoping they would give me some attention... some love... some food. A family member visited them and I caught her eye. She cried. She reached out to some good people and they came to pick me up. Since then, I have put on some weight and had a surgery. They called it a neuter. I don't know what that means, but I feel a little less manly now. I am now living in a home where they let me inside with their other dogs and cats. Oh, and Grandma is my favorite person. They all love me, but I know this is not my new life. This is just my rest stop on my journey. My family says they are fostering me. I like fostering but I would love for a family to take me home forever.