His first couple of weeks were rough. He was pretty sick to the point the vet though he might be in organ failure but she was able to treat the infection and get him on the road to health. Then he needed a tooth pulled because it was infected.

At some point during all of that he realized we loved him and he finally left the closet he hid in next to our vacuum cleaner. He then moved under our bed and I woke up to his fuzzy head sticking up above the mattress each morning. Eventually he left the bedroom and came downstairs. Now he is my shadow always this.close to me. He's so scared of going out the door though he's made amazing progress with housebreaking.

He's amazing and I can't believe someone else wouldn't want him. My 3 year old tells us, "I love my Walter." We do, too.