Day 2 of Dog Week. Here's Chapo (Spanish for "Shorty"!).

"I'm guessing he's about five. I was told that he was two. Everyone who's looked at him says especially because of the grey in his beard that he's probably about five. But I got him out of a place that basically looked like a crack house. It wasn't in the best spot; the woman had like four kids and she seemed like maybe she was struggling with all that. Maybe she couldn't afford it. He's extremely well behaved, he's really well-trained, he loves people, loves dogs. Really, the only time he acts up or he barks is if there's a dog he doesn't get to meet. If there's a dog across the street and he doesn't get to meet him, he'll start hopping at first, get upset, and then he'll bark, but other than that, I mean, it's amazing. Some people say that maybe it's that he really appreciates what he has now. He's living in an area like this, you know, we're right downtown. He's spoiled--he eats well, we go to the canal and grill almost every day for breakfast or lunch and he'll get a little meat or something." 

Ladies and Gentlemen, meet Yoda.

"My wife and I lived in Orlando, and we had about nine English bulldogs, and then this one became available. He's a Chinese Crested, and we went and rescued him. The English bulldogs were the greatest dogs in the world, but this one...they say they're the ugliest dogs in the world. If there was an ugly dog contest, the Chinese Crested would win, but he is the most loving dog we've ever had. Believe it or not, he was green and grey when we got him, which is why I named him Yoda. Now I wish I had named him Einstein."