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Hello, My Name is Clyde

I was born under a junk pile in the middle of the woods when I was two weeks old. My estimated birth date is September 17, 2025. I have had a rough beginning at life. I am a male and will be neutered and brought up to date on all vaccinations when I am the appropriate age. I am assumed to be Pit/Husky mix, but my new caretakers have sent out a DNA test to see exactly which breeds I am. At 2 weeks old I weighed 2.22 pounds. I will most likely be a medium to large size dog.My litter's DNA and Genetic Health Testing Results are in. Voiceless Moments holds prize winning contests that allow people to guess our different breeds. The contest has not been held for our results yet. Follow us on Facebook, our contest is the week of October 27th. (www.facebook.com/voicelessmoments). Once our contest is over, we will announce it in the bio section of each of the pups.

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My Story

My name is Clyde, and my story began in the most unlikely of places—beneath a forgotten trash heap, hidden deep within the whispering woods. My very first breaths were drawn in the company of my brothers and sisters, our tiny bodies huddled together for warmth and comfort in the darkness. Those first two weeks were a fragile dance with survival, each day a testament to our will and the unspoken bond between us. But hope found us, just when we needed it most, in the form of gentle hands from this organization—a lifeline that lifted us from the wild and carried us toward safety.

I’m told I was born around September 17, 2025—a date that doesn’t just mark my birthday, but the beginning of a journey filled with unexpected blessings. Since that day, my siblings and I have been swaddled in warmth and kindness at a loving foster home, embraced by the caring hearts of people who want nothing but the best for us. It’s a world away from where we started, and every soft bed and kind word feels like a treasure.

Now, at just six weeks old and weighing in at 5 and 1/2 pounds, I’m growing stronger and more adventurous each day. My round puppy belly and oversized paws hint at the dog I’m destined to become. I still need special puppy food for at least my first year, to give me the nourishment and energy I need to play, learn, and thrive. I’ve already received my very first puppy vaccination and flea prevention—tiny but important steps on my path to a bright, healthy future, ensuring I stay safe as I explore the world around me.

I’m an endlessly curious little boy with a gentle soul, and my mixed heritage—Pit, Husky, and Cattle Dog—makes me as unique as they come. My soft, patchwork fur hints at my family’s diverse lineage, and my expressive ears perk up at every new sound. But my DNA might hold even more surprises! If you’re curious, ask the rescue for the full story. I’ll likely grow to be a medium to large dog, my sturdy frame built for adventure and companionship. For a peek at my family’s DNA reveal, follow the organization on Facebook.

Just a couple of weeks ago, I went through my very first intake exam—a momentous occasion and a small, shining victory after the hardships I’ve faced. Caring hands checked me from nose to tail, their gentle touch easing my nerves as they listened to my heartbeat and peered into my bright eyes. I was given medicine to keep me strong, and the news was better than anyone could have hoped for: no cleft palate, no hernia, and a clean bill of health. For a little pup who started life beneath a trash heap, being told I am perfectly healthy feels nothing short of miraculous—a new beginning wrapped in hope.

Right now, my eyes—like most of my siblings’—are a dazzling blue, bright and full of wonder, reflecting the world with every curious glance. I’m told they might change as I grow, settling into their final color between weeks 9 and 16, but for now, they glimmer with hope and curiosity, like tiny sapphires.

I’m bursting with the boundless energy of a puppy, and with my unique mix of breeds, I’ll need plenty of playtime and adventure—chasing toys, tumbling with my siblings, and exploring every nook of my foster home. I already love being cuddled and cradled in gentle arms, savoring the safety and love I’m finally able to trust. Life wasn’t always this soft; my mother stopped producing milk when I was only three weeks old, and we had to say goodbye far too soon. But I’m proud to say I’m thriving on solid food and water now, my heart full of hope as I greet each new day, ready for whatever comes next.

I’ll be ready to find my forever family after November 12th, when I turn 8 weeks old—a moment I’m quietly dreaming about. I’m still too small for my spay surgery, but my rescue will help my new family by recommending a trusted veterinary clinic if they don’t already have one. After I go home, I’ll still need two more series of vaccinations to stay healthy and strong. My adoption fee is $175, but when my family shows they’ve completed all my vaccines and my spay, they’ll get $75 back—a little thank you for giving me such loving care. Important paperwork will come along for the veterinarian to sign, marking each step of my new adventure and my journey home.

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