I didn't want a boxer to begin with, but then my husband took me down to his uncle's (who is a breeder) because he had a pup who didn't sell and needed a good home for him. And I ended up loving that goofy looking pup, who is my Mac. That was 6 months ago. Last week our vet tracked me down to tell me animal services had a white boxer boy who was so sweet that I should go see him. So I did. He was skin and bones and covered in ticks. But he was still just down right happy to see me. So, I said ok. Animal Services delivered him to our vet the next morning for his neuter, but he was so anemic the surgery has to be put off. He also has ringworm and hookworm. But by some miracle is heartworm negative!! I named him KC and brought him home and he is settling in. And I just adore him, I really want to just have him in my lap all the time, but because of the ringworm, I can't. He sleeps in a crate in our room and really wants to play. It is about to break my heart because he will not be able to get out much for the next month, he is just too sick. But you can see in his eyes that he just wants to play. I am really happy we got him and I can see that I may have the start of an addiction here, and to think...I didn't want a Boxer.