Ginger’s Pawsport

Good morning! Ginger here.

I was dumped, rescued, and somehow became a 17-pound comedian; turns out all I needed was someone to laugh at my tiny jokes.

My notes call me gentle and a little shy — I warm up fast once I trust you, though.

I've been holding down the fort in Seattle, hoping someone like you would wander by.

Here's the thing — I can't tell if we'd truly click until I know a little about you. Sign in (it's free) and I'll size up your place, say hello to any dogs you've got — or be your very first — and give you my honest read on whether we'd be a match.

With a little luck, Halloween could be my first one in a real home — possibly with you, or with someone you send my way.

Thanks for spending a minute with me. I'll be right here, tail ready, hoping it's you. — Ginger