We found Bear (or rather, he found us) on a deserted bank of the Tennessee River. We were boating with friends, and “pulled over” for lunch… A big slobbery head popped up over the bank, and came down the craggy rocks to get to the boat. Long story short, no one claimed the no-collar, no-chip ‘skinny’ 125 pound Mastiff. Our vet said he’s healthy, just fatten him up. Now we have a 178 pound lap dog. He still has separation anxiety, but Mr. Mike knows how to keep the big guy calm and happy while we’re away!