Merry Christmas everybody! I'm Wally. I hope everyone got all of the bones and toys they wanted from the big guy in the red suit. I on the other hand, didn't get a visit from Santa. I asked him to find my family so I could get out of here and move on in life. Instead of waking up with the sound of kid's laughter and shredding paper, I woke up in this cage with no one around me. I had a family once . They taught me everything I know like how to sit and fetch a ball. Hmm, ball...I love to play ball. I will sit and stare at it, begging it to move for me. When it does move for me, oh man, I will do anything to catch that ball. I'll even jump 4ft into the air for it. Yes, I'm that good. And, you know what? My previous family even took me in for the big SNIP at the vet. So my question is, why wouldn't they come looking for me? Oh well, I guess it's time to move on to bigger and better things. About me, I'm believed to be a Doberman Pinscher/German Shepherd mix. Whew, that's a mouthful. I think I've had at last three birthdays by now and I'm a BIG boy. I think I tip the scales at 65-70lbs. I may be big, but I'm a gentle giant. Please call the shelter and get me out of here. The minute you sign the papers, I'm free to go home with you.