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2. My family called him biscuit because his coat is tan and white like a food biscuit.
3. Big drooling,loyal,loving companion that gives unconditional love.My GS/Rottie Mix.Rescued from a hoarder at 6 weeks old,he was living in a tin shed along with his brothers, sisters and mom.It was 113 degrees outside in N.Texas that day,with the heat index it felt like 120,I couldn't even begin to guess how hot it was n that shed.Their was a small black puppy with beautiful blue eyes ( the runt of the litter) not getting much attention from the mother or the hoarder.I wasn't ready to take in a dog I already had one.I just had that gut feeling if I did not take this little guy he was destined for a life on a chain,or even worse a short life.Covered in fleas and ticks I scooped him up brought him home cleaned him up real good and took him to the Vet.Flash forward 7 years later I have a amazing dog that has saved my life more times than I can count,whenever I'm about to have a epileptic seizure he'll start sniffing me he knows whats about to happen before I do he'll stand right beside me and walks with me until I sit or lay down.Then he'll jump up next to me and lay down beside me until the seizure ends.I've had times were I couldn't get to a safe place and ended up in the floor,and there he is standing next to me letting me put my hands on his back so I can lift myself up off the floor,he doesn't move,until I am up then he follows me to the sofa or the bed lays next to me,and lets me hold him.It is very calming for me and somehow he just knows this.He has had no formal training for any kind of service or therapy certification.Biscuit is afraid of storms so when I see or hear one coming I return the favor,I can't scoop him up anymore at 80 pounds,but I'll get on the couch grab his favorite blanket and snuggle him until the storms passes.Doesn't take long and he is calmed down,giving sloppy,drooling kisses. I didn't just save a puppy from the sweltering heat of a Tin Shed he saved me too.Thats the meaning of the name Biscuit to me.
4. He was 3 mos. old and weighed 6-7 lbs in this photo. I tried a few names (Lucky, Buddy...), but they just weren't right. On the third day I had him," Biscuit", just came to me out of nowhere. The first time I said it, he immediately responded. He looked me in the eyes and cocked his head. That was it, and he's been a little Biscuit ever since!