Chaz

Chaz was a rescue. I think he rescued me more than I rescued him. Loyal to a fault. When stopped during walks by admiring passers by, I was almost alwasy asked “What kind of dog is he?!” I always responded with “He’s my Terrier Train Wreck!” After his DNA results were returned, I discover my Chaz was mostly Parsons Terrier, but also Pug, Bichon, Whippet and Greyhound, hence the moniker Terrier Train Wreck. We had a great 12 year run. Wish it could have been longer.