I grew up with a blond cocker like very this, so when one came up for adoption on the "Pet Connection" segment of the local news, my mother called me and I called the number before the show was even over. They said he needed "a special home" because he was 10 or 11, had been used at a "commercial kennel" for his entire life, had never lived with people and was not housebroken. We went to meet him at his foster home the very next day and I was lucky enough to be chosen to adopt him. His amazing foster mom had done such wonders with him, but the real credit goes to Barney who, despite everything, had the best temperament and I was fortunate to have had him for eight wonderful years. I will always be grateful that he found me... I just had to post this to say that, sometimes, there are happy endings. 
My Barney 
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