My name is Ozzie!

Hi… I’m Ozzie.

They think I’m a Poodle/Maltese mix, about 5 years old, and I weigh just over 9 pounds. I may be pint-sized, but my heart? It’s huge. I love everyone I meet, and even after everything, I’m just so happy to be here.

I do well in my crate, but if I’m being honest, my favorite place in the whole world is your lap. That’s where I feel safest. That’s where I feel like I belong.

I’m playful with my foster buddies and I don’t bother the cat at all. I looove treats (I get extra wiggly when I see them!), and I get so excited when the leash comes out because that means I get to go outside and feel the fresh air. Every little thing feels like a gift to me.

Before this, I came from a very scary shelter. I had been on my own for a long time, and my fur was so matted and tangled that they had to shave me down. I was a little mess. But my hair is growing back now, and I’m starting to look pretty cute again — and it feels really good to be cared for.

They think my foot might have been run over by a car at some point. I have three broken toes. Nobody knows exactly what happened to me back then… but I do know this: it doesn’t slow me down. I still run, I still play, I still love with everything I have.

I don’t dwell on the hard parts. I just want to be close to someone. I just want a soft lap, gentle hands, and a home where I’ll never be alone or forgotten again.

I’m small. I’m resilient. I’m full of love.
And I’m waiting for my forever person.