Background: My FSMIL is an animal control officer. All of FSMIL and FFIL's pets are rescues: Scooby, the 9 lb yorkie who's elderly owner could no longer care for him; Izzie, the 4 lb teacup yorkie/silky terrier mix who ran away from a puppy mill; Morty, the 20 lb (midget panther) long haired black persian cat; and Red, the chicken who was half mauled by a pit bull.
We had dinner with the FILs last night. It was also our first time meeting Forrest- the white, male, poodle/maltese/not sure what other toy breed mix that FSMIL found stuffed in a too small cage shaking from cold, malnutrition, and beatings in a raid on a house. The photos of him when they found him are just awful. FSMIL is fostering/nursing him back to full health so he can get neutered and adopted as a rescue.
3 weeks later, Forrest is a happy, clean, loving pup. He's about as long from nose to tail as my middle finger to elbow (and he has quite a bit of tail on him, no docking). He can't jump up onto your lap quite yet, but he'll happily let you pick him up and lick the bejeezus out of your hand, face, really, anything he can get to. He also likes chewing and nibbling on you, but he is still a puppy with puppy teeth.
Later that evening, Scooby was a mean old man jerk, and bit Forrest (Scooby thinks he should be the only dog in the house). Scooby got in big trouble, but all Forrest wanted was to be held at chest level, so he could curl up with his head under your chin.
If that wasn't cute enough, he has an underbite, similar to ones seen in Brussels Griffons. In fact, he has a Bubba from Forrest Gump level underbite. (originally FFIL was calling him Bubba, but they decided "Forrest Gump" was the better option). He looks at you with those big, eager, yet serious eyes, head tilted quizzically to the side, and that toothy grin, and you can't help but smile and cuddle him!
Happy Friday!