THIS STORY IS ABOUT MY DOG WHICH I SAVED FROM A BACKYARD BREEDER.IT ALL STARTED WHEN MY BLACK LAB 'BARNEY' WAS COLD-HEARTLY SHOT,I WAS 10 WHEN MY MOM WAS CLEANING THIS MAN'S HOUSE I LOOKED IN THE BACKYARD AND I SAW CAGES AFTER CAGES FILLED WITH DOGS,CATS,BIRDS,& GOFERS.HE HAD SOME MINIATURE PINSCHERS I LOVED THEM HE ASKED MY MOM IF SHE WANTED ONE I LOOKED UP AT HER AND BEGGED PLEASE MOM PLEASE SO SHE SAID YES I WAS SO HAPPY.I WENT OUT AND LOOKED AROUND THE YARD AND I FOUND THE ONE I WANTED HE WAS SOLID RED WITH FLOPPY EARS HIS TAIL WAS ALREADY CUT OFF THAT MAN PICKED HIM UP AND THREW HIM AT ME THANK GOD I CAUGHT HIM 'ROCKY' HELD ON TO ME,HE WAS SHAKING ALL OVER AND THAT MAN SAID 'YOU DUMB DOG ALWAYS BARKING YOU OUGHT TO BE DEAD IF THIS LADY DIDN'T YOU I'D KILL YOU!' AND WE GOT 'ROCKY' HOME AND THE COLLAR HE HAD ON WAS SO TIGHT THAT IT WAS CUTTING INTO HIS THOART HE STILL HAS A SCARE.I LOVE HIM SO MUCH,HE NOW IS 5 YEARS OLD AND HAPPY AS A LARK WE GO TO THIS FIELD AND HUNT (WE DON'T KILL ANY WE SHOOT THEM WITH CAMERAS INSTEAD.) WE GO TO THE LAKES AND THE PARKS.WE DO EVERYTHING TOGETOTHER HE EATS WHEN I EAT WE WATCH T.V.,SLEEP,AND SWIM TOGETOTHER WE ARE(AS OUR MOM CALLS US) DOUBLE-TROUBLE.IT IS SOMETHING HOW HUMAN AND ANIMALS CAN GET ALONG.IN OUR CASE REALLY WEIRD.I ONLY HAVE ESTIMATED LIFE SPAN 7YEARS LEFT BUT THESE 5 HAVE BEEN THE BEST I HAVE EVER HAD-I KNOW THE NEXT 7 WILL BE ALSO.THE REASON WHY I CALL HIM ONE-TOOTH IS THAT WHEN HE LOOKS AT YOU,YOU CAN SEE ONE-TOOTH HANGING OVER HIS LIP