"I was just 9 weeks old when my owner was at Lowe’s and I was enjoying the trip in his coat pocket.  Another shopper stopped him and asked if that was a St Bernard in his pocket?  My owner said yes.  He also said that I was a big whiner (soon to be big and a big whiner 😲) ) and he might have to take me to the pound because people didn’t want me.  I was very sad to hear that but the nice man said his wife had a Saint when she was growing up and would love to have another one!  I left Lowe’s in that nice man’s pocket and went home to meet my new Forever Mom!  She was so happy she just cried and cried!  Now I am 8 and 140 pounds and get to spend 5 days a week with my best friends and my Mom at her office!  Life is great!"