This is Captain Jack Sparrow, we found him at our local shelter in October. He was snuggled among 7 very furry, large canine sisters, 3 times his size. My daughter picked him up and asked the kennel manager, "what is wrong with his eye?" The manager shared Jacks story of being the runt, and having his eye punctured by a litter mate when he was 2 weeks old. I was on the cement floor being pumalted by 2 of the big sisters, when my daughter said, "Mom look at him, nobody will want him because he so small, and his eye..."
The rest is HISTORY. She named him after the character in Pirates of The Caribbean, due to the one eye trait.
Jack shared the miracle of the historical blizzard we awoke to early one morning this past November. The desert has never seen snow like this.
Needless to say Jack, and the rest of us had a blast