During the lethal cold spell, ten-week-old Barnaby was sitting beside the road. He was so small that, in the wrong spot, Barnaby could have disappeared into the foot-deep snow. Luckily, he didn’t. Luckily, someone noticed him. Barnaby made it to the shelter.

Still, while it’s horrible to think of Barnaby outside alone, it’s worse to think that he might have had siblings that started out with him. It’s better to think that Barnaby was the little leftover, the puppy who couldn’t find a home. Of course, that means that his people discarded him to die.

Yet, Barnaby doesn’t know that. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be, as the shelter director feels, “the cutest, squishiest, snuggliest little guy.” However, this little guy, at ten weeks, weighs 20 pounds.