Elvis' story began... On a foggy night in February 2006, he was only 18 lbs and was handed off the bus to us. Two months before we had lost our beloved Heidi of 13 years to cancer. We weren't sure we could ever fill the hole in our heart that she left but the pictures Jaxie kept sending were so intriguing. This funny little puppy with the spotted tongue. We later found out that he was a mix of chow and Akita. Jaxie described his temperament, how he liked to play and what he liked to eat. She said how her granddaughter fell in love with him. As the time grew closer to the day we were to meet the bus, Jaxie kept in constant contact. We felt as if she was handing over her own baby. The bus arrived just as scheduled, a kind smiling man placed Elvis in my arms and I can remember my hubby saying we'd never let him go. The next morning we took him for the all clear with Dr. Hutchinson and enrolled him in school. Two years later, at 54 lbs, he has a sister named Gracie and friends that he meets every Saturday at Best Friends. I can remember every year of Heidi's life and how beautiful she was and now instead of tears, I smile and wish that she could have been here to know Elvis and how wonderful he is. We can never repay the gift Jaxie has given us in Elvis.