Human! Oh, thank goodness you’re here. I need your help. I’m in a bit of a pickle.  I’m Gwen, by the way. If I’m gonna ask you to save my life, I guess we’d better get to know each other.  See, I’m stuck in this… kennel. And they tell me the only way I’m getting out of here is if someone chooses me. And oh, human- I hate it here. The other dogs barking around me, having to sleep all alone, not having a family… it’s rough. Living in a kennel is not for me. I mean, I’m only 8 months old. It’s a lot to deal with when you’re just a kid.  I suppose it’s not all bad: I do get to meet lots of people and make friends. I LOVE people. I love giving them face kisses, getting cuddles, settling down with my head in their lap… that’s where I finally feel at peace, you know. In a human’s lap.  I do like other dogs, too… although I’m told that not all of them want to be my friend because I can sometimes be a little overexcited when I first meet them. I do best with dogs who will set clear boundaries and let me know when I’m being impolite.  But overall, even though I really enjoy the good parts, I find kennel life overwhelming and really stressful. That’s why I need your help. Take me home, human. Choose me. We can play together and then I can finally, finally, relax. Imagine how I’ll sleep once I know I’m safe and loved. And if you can’t take me home, you can still help. Share my story. Tell your friends. Help me find my home.