Double Stuff’s Boston Terrier-looking face is on an Old English Bulldog body. His heart is purely that of someone who’s kissed Ireland’s Blarney Stone and come away overflowing with irresistible charm. Unfortunately, the person who the four-year-old, neutered gentleman needed most didn’t care about charm or loyalty or trust or unconditional love. He abandoned Double Stuff.

That’s usually fatal for any dog, but a dog with hardly any fur and short, bowed legs was doomed in zero-degree weather and snow deeper than he is tall. Yet, the 70-pound, vertically challenged fellow managed to be noticed and saved.

Now the funny boy, who makes a production of climbing three inches onto his kennel’s Kuranda bed but easily jumps two feet onto the sofa, needs saved permanently.