Medium Brown Dog

That's what it said on the dog warden's intake form and right next to it was scribbled the word "Monk".  How did this unwanted "medium brown dog" become part of my life and family?  What would become of him in my care?  The story is unfolding day by day and I thought I'd blog about it to capture the memories as much for my benefit as for anyone else who happens to read this.  I've had dogs almost my entire life and I remember each of them well and fondly.  But I think this dog deserves to have the details recorded given his tough start and all the promise that he holds.  So here goes... Monk's story and my personal journey as his master and friend.