“I told my wife we were driving to Rhode Island to pick up a check for my business.
As we were pulling into Charlie’s foster family’s driveway, I told her we were about to meet a puppy for adoption if we liked him.
She was surprised and happy.
Charlie was only 6 weeks old and we couldn’t bring him home with us until he was twelve weeks, but we decided he was going to be our family dog.
He had a great smile, high energy and he was warm and friendly.
The funniest part is, that when he was ready to be picked up, I had to go out of town for a bachelor party so my wife drove up and got him by herself. She spent the first weekend alone with Charlie in a 4 story walk up house in Boston.
He was too small to walk up the stairs so she carried him up and down the stairs by herself.”