Howdy! I’m Honey Jack — but you can just call me Honey.

My life could be a country song: found in Nashville, rescued by a kind-hearted trucker, and spent months rolling down highways with my best buddy. We made quite the team… until my glorious shedding became a bit too much for the shiny new truck. Apparently, “fur-lined interiors” weren’t part of the company policy. So, here I am, looking for my next big adventure — this time with a forever family.

As for what breed of dog I am? Let’s call it Southern mystery mix with a dash of “whatever makes me fabulous.” I’m a compact 40 lbs — small enough to fit on your couch, but big enough to hog the whole thing. I do shed (think: dog glitter), so outdoor brushing sessions are a must unless you enjoy wearing fur as a fashion statement.

I’ve never met a stranger, and my excitement shows — usually in the form of enthusiastic jumping and a strong desire to drag you around the block on our walks. But hey, I’m game to learn! Let’s sign up for some training classes together and turn my energy into pure brilliance.

I’d thrive with an active family who’ll include me in their adventures — hiking, exploring, road tripping, maybe even stopping for ice cream on the way home (I’m not picky on flavour, just don’t forget the dog biscuit).

Thanks to one big-hearted trucker, I’ve got a second chance. Now I’m ready to trade in my life on the road for one filled with snuggles, belly rubs, and all the fun a forever home can offer.

So, whaddya say? Ready to ride off into the sunset with Honey Jack? Just fill in that application and come find me!