Yesterday, I told you all about Woofus, the little doggy who stumbled into my life after he was rudely pushed out of an SUV in a graveyard near my house in Crown Hill. Since then, I know you've all been pacing around wondering what I did with that poor dog. Well, wonder no more, Slog readers—Woofus is in good hands now.

First, I would like to clarify that in the condition I rescued him in Woofus was not adoptable. He would not come near me. If I tried to get close to him he would snap at me. I brought him to my father's house where we sat with him for close to an hour—fresh lunch meat and dog food in hand—trying to coax Woofus into being friends with us. No such luck.

The next day he bit my dad's house cleaner, drawing blood.

With the little guy as aggressive as he was, I feared that dropping him off at a shelter would mean inevitable euthanasia. Fortunately, I have friends who are very involved in the animal rescue community, and they were able to connect me with the animal rescuer who would be best for Woofus.

Her name Is Tamera Kesterson and she runs K9 Rescue and Rehab in Kirkland, Washington. Her full time job is rehabilitating troubled dogs and matching them with appropriate families. She has worked with aggressive Huskies, untrained Pitt Bulls, and countless other large and potentially dangerous dogs. Woofus will be no problem for her.

He is in her care now, and the first thing she is going to do with Woofus is see if he is chipped. Meanwhile, I will continue looking for Woofus's family in case he was stolen, not abandoned.

Either way, Woofus is safe, will not be euthanized, and will have a new family as soon as he's ready. Thanks for all your help, Sloggers.