Midas
Midas spent some time dodging capture on the streets of Bakersfield. Now he’d rather stay glued to your side than run from anyone. This young, Golden charmer seeks a patient and fun-loving family willing to polish up his leash manners and lock down the yard.
- Happy, people-loving goofball with a big Golden heart
- Smart and eager to please; working on leash manners and gentle treat-taking
- Needs an active home with a secure yard
- Best with a calm, confident dog to show him the ropes, or as the only dog for now; Cats Unknown; Kids 10+ (dog-smart, can be grabby with treats)
- A total snuggle bug once he knows you, obsessed with his stuffies and belly rubs
Hey, I’m Midas. I’m one-year-old Golden, and recently retired from a brief career as Bakersfield’s most elusive stray. I gave my rescuers a real run for their money before I figured out that these particular humans meant well. Once that clicked, I stopped running. Turns out I was never actually against people, I just needed proof first.
These days I’m a full-on people magnet. Tail’s always going, and I’ll fold myself into your lap for a belly rub the second you sit down. Toss me a stuffed animal and I am the happiest dog alive. I’ll even hand it right back for another round if you ask nicely. I catch on fast, too. I’m still learning the ropes and rules, but I’m up for anything if you’re by my side.
A few things worth knowing: I sometimes forget my manners on a leash when something exciting is happening (which, to me, is many things), and I get a little too enthusiastic when treats are involved. No malice, just excitement, so younger kids should probably admire me from a respectful distance while the 10+ crowd gets the full experience. Other dogs are still a bit of a puzzle to me. I want to be friends, I just don’t always read the room right, so I do best either as the only dog in the house for now or paired with someone patient enough to show me the way. And after my Bakersfield days, please, double check that gate. I don’t want to risk street life again.
None of this scares off the right person, though. I’m hoping for someone who sees a diamond “in the ruff” and wants to help me shine: long walks, training that feels like a game, and someone who’s endlessly amused by my stuffy obsession. Think you’re up for it? Just ask for Midas!