Kirby was three months old when he was given up by his family at a local shelter in San Diego. They said he was just too much for their cats, and could no longer keep him. I had been working at the shelter for a couple years, and decided to take him home for the night. One night turned into one week, then one week turned into forever! He is a giant baby and reminds me of a polar bear, and gets along with cats just fine. He is a white German Shepherd, not a very common breed, so he gets lots of attention wherever he goes. He is very smart; he goes to work with me every day and I am crazy about him!