“My boyfriend turned to me and asked, do you like this dog?
I answered, do you, guy who doesn’t want a dog, like this dog?!
He said, I love this dog.
And that was the beginning of Charlie.
We took him home, I looked at him and called him meatball, but my boyfriend said, he didn’t like dogs named after food.
I liked the name Charlie.
I called him Charlie and he responded, so it stuck.
He ended up having heart worm.
He was under exercise restriction and had to have daily shots in his front leg muscle for 6 months.”