"lil' bit" is what we've nicknamed him. LB. He showed up at the farm last Friday with his brother. They were sickly skinny and c-o-v-e-r-e-d in ticks. Luckily no fleas. We fed them while my mother warned me if we feed them they are ours. The bigger brother disappeared Friday night, but lil' bit stuck around. We figured he must be the smart one. He is so sweet and gentle. We're still deciding what to do with him; not sure this is the right time to be taking in a dog. He didn't eat anything yesterday (up to then he had been voraciously eating) so we took him to the vet. He had a fever, poor guy, so they didn't want to run any tests. Let's hope he eats something today.