My name is Parsnip!

Parsnip is my only friend and the only thing I have left from my divorce. After losing my house and almost everything else, I've struggled to stay afloat and provide the kind of life he deserves. At the moment, we live in an 18 ft. RV where he patiently waits for me to come home after an almost 11-hour day. Getting to this point has been extremely painful, but I can't ignore that keeping him is for purely selfish reasons now.

If you're reading this and have a home where someone can love and be with him as much as he deserves, please contact me. Parsnip has been with me through the lowest point in my life and I'm just trying to do right by him while I still can.

I adopted Parsnip as a puppy. He's 3 years old and fond of children and cats but can get nervous around excitable, small kids. He seems to prefer women over men. The best scenario for him is a household with a stay-at-home spouse, retiree, etc.

I have a 10x10' chain-link fence dog run that can go with him if you have space.