Hi. I’m Timothy.
Or… at least that’s what everyone tells me, because I can’t hear a thing.
I’m about 8 years old, can’t hear a damn thing, have some vision impairment, and apparently I have what my foster mom calls “the personality of a wall.” I don’t really know what that means, but everyone seems to agree.
I don’t do the adorable head tilts. I don’t get the zoomies. I don’t wag my tail every time you walk into the room. Most of the time I just kind of… stand there… looking at you with my blank little face. If you’re waiting for me to entertain you, you’re probably going to be waiting a while.
Honestly? I’m just a very quiet, very mellow little guy.
Life wasn’t always easy for me. I ended up in a high-kill shelter in Texas in pretty rough shape. My skin was in bad condition, my coat was thin, and I even had a large lump on my hip that needed to be removed. Thankfully, some wonderful people took care of all of that, and now I’m safe with NorthStar while I wait for a forever family.
One thing I do genuinely enjoy is going for walks. My foster mom says I’m excellent on a leash, and I have to admit, I know exactly what I’m doing out there.
People take me a little longer. Since I can’t hear and don’t see perfectly, new situations can make me a bit unsure. I like gentle people who move slowly and let me figure things out at my own pace. Other dogs are just fine with me and, once I settle in, I’ll quietly follow my person from room to room like a little shadow.
I’m not a snuggly, over-the-top affectionate dog. I’m not going to demand attention or make a big production out of anything. I’m simply… Timothy.
If your idea of the perfect companion is a calm, peaceful little guy who asks for very little, enjoys his walks, and just wants a safe, predictable home where he can be himself, then maybe we’re exactly what each other needs.
I’ll probably just stand there looking at you…
…but that’s kind of my thing.
I’ll be waiting...
