I’m Rufus. I’ve Been Let Down Twice. I’m Still Showing Up. I'm currently in California, but my bags are packed, I’m ready to travel to my new home. Where are you? Are you my new family? I’ll travel to you! I’m 2 years old. A big German Shepherd, about 94 pounds of fur, strength, and a heart that keeps choosing people even when it hasn’t worked out before. I was adopted. Then I ended up back as a stray. It happened again. The second time, I came in wearing a shock collar that was too tight. It had to be cut off. I had open wounds around my neck. Even then, I stayed kind. The shelter staff loved me. They saw who I was under everything. They just didn’t have the resources to help me the way I needed. Then things almost went in the wrong direction again. Plans that weren’t right for me. That’s when people stepped in and said no, not this dog, not again. Now I’m safe. I’m getting the care I need. I’m healing. Here’s what you should know about me. I love people. I’m friendly. I’m the kind of dog who wants to be near you and be part of your life. I’ve done well with other dogs. I’ve lived in a home before. I know what it means to be with someone. And I’m loyal. Deeply. I’m a big dog, so I’ll need someone comfortable with my size. But I’m not difficult. I just need someone steady. Someone who means it. Because I do. I’m not looking to bounce around again. I’m looking for the place where I finally stay. If you’ve been waiting for a dog who will give you everything he has, I’m already that dog.