This is my new training client Trevor, the charming rescue pug/basset mix who lives in DC:

There was no guesswork necessary to determine his breed ... it wasn't a case of "Welll, he kinda looks like a pug" ... Trevor had a DNA test! I don't think he looks like either breed -- he's too blond to look like a fawn pug, and where's the basset in that face and body? But I guess you can't argue with science.

Trevor was discovered wandering the streets with a dirty cast falling off of his leg.

As a result of the long-term cast wear without medical attention, the leg is scarred and a little stiff. Not that that stops Trevor. He's prepared to assume the position of President of the Sidewalk, and his main campaign strategy is to bark at everything that moves.

In the next few weeks we're going to be chatting about a more neighborhood-friendly approach to winning over the voters in his district.