Hi! My name is Angel Bear, but the “bear” part really doesn’t fit me at all so my foster family calls me Angel. They tell me that I’m a senior girl, but I have no idea what that means unless maybe it means loving to jump around and play with my tennis ball. I don’t like to brag, but I am very adept at tossing my tennis ball in the air and then catching it. Someone should take a picture of me doing that, but no one seems to be quick enough to get my action shots. I love the outdoors, particularly when the weather is crisp and clear like it has been this fall. I take time out from my other activities for squirrel patrol and am doing my best to keep the squirrels in the trees where they belong. My life was terrible before I came to rescue. I was turned in to rescue by a vet clinic which had saved me from my prior owners and who described me as a Golden Retriever mix. Well, I’m a light golden color and I do retrieve, but who knows what type of dogs my parents were, likely not Golden Retriever. My coat is beautiful (if I do say so myself) somewhat like a yellow Lab’s. My ears are a lot more mobile than a retriever’s ears (the better to hear those pesky squirrels), and my muzzle is a little more triangular. When I came to rescue, I must admit that I did not look my best. I had been starved and mistreated. I even had to go through heartworm treatment. I have now been in rescue a long, long time. It’s fun being in my foster home where I know I am loved. However, I want my own home and hope to find someone to love me for who I am. I may take a while to warm up at first, but that’s just because not everyone was nice to me in my pre-rescue past. They tell me I have baggage from my past and that makes me be shy in new situations. That is what it is, but I know that once I trust you, I only want to love you and be loved and am always ready for a hug. I need my own angel, who understands dogs like me, to take me home and help me live a happy life.