Chauncey was a profound friend and lives on in our memories.
| My name is Chauncey and my story is one of rags to riches. I was born approximately (I'm told) July, 1992. Nothing is known about my parents or my background, except that I was abandoned by my first adopted family and then rescued by an animal shelter, after wandering the streets for what seemed like an eternity. On March 19, 1993, a date I shall never forget, three wonderful human animals came to my cage and asked to take me home with them. He passed away recently... but lives on in our memories. |  |
| At first I felt a bit strange and as you can see I was a bit too playful. |  |