Horacio

They say you can’t judge a book by its cover, but with me, what you see is what you get—and what you see is a whole lot of handsome and a whole lot of heart. I’m Horacio, a ridiculously good-looking reddish-blonde and white adventurer (current coat color pending; think of it as a surprise twist ending!) who traveled all the way from Nogales, AZ, to find my spotlight.

I’m what you’d call a “Low-Rider Leader.” On the leash, I’m an absolute gentleman—easy-going, chill, and responsive to the little things in life, like a sharp whistle or a well-timed air kiss. (Seriously, try the whistle. I’ll come running faster than you can say “treat,” as evidenced by my action-shot photo!).

I’ve got a secret talent that puts me in a league of my own: I’m a crooner. If “The Voice” is still casting, I’m ready to belt it out (though I’m currently taking vocal lessons on my kennel manners—I tend to sing a little too loudly when I first arrive, but I settle in once I know the vibe).

When I’m not working on my album, I’m the ultimate wing-man. I ride like a dream in the car, ready to stick my head out the window and watch the world go by with you. I’m dog-friendly (I had a major bromance with the famous Katy-did at KD’S HUSKY RESCUE AZ) and I live for a good play session.