My name is Duncan!  Like the old saying goes, "I wasn't born in Texas, but I got here as quick as I could."  I'm one of the group that is known as the Missouri Nine.  Before I was rescued, I was trapped in a puppymill.  After I was rescued, I was transferred to Texas and lived with my foster dad and mom, Steve and Donna.  I'm a very shy boy and there was a lot I didn't know.  For example, Steve and Donna had to teach me that it was okay to eat inside the house.  I lived with Steve and Donna and my foster brothers until I was adopted into a family with a Mom, a Dad, and two kitties.
 
  
                Arthur, Papa and Duncan                              Duncan waiting for his bone 
 
  
  

Recently, Mom and Dad adopted a little brother, Arthur, for me.  He's really taller than I am, but he is younger.  I'm pretty serious for an OES, and I am still learning how to play.  I like carrying babies and putting them in my favorite nap spots.  My foster dad would give me a rib bone once a week and Mom and Dad have kept up the tradition.  I love my bone!  I'm a momma's boy, and I really love belly-rubs from her.  Now that Arthur is here, I'm a lot braver and don't mind it so much when other dogs bark at me.  There's a lot I'm still learning about having fun and just being a dog, but I know that I have the time and space to do that in my forever home.

Furever Mom and Dad,
Kim and Michael