People call me rescue dog, but I call myself lucky dog. I once went weeks without being fed. But now I have a nice plushy bed. No more hot days chained outside! Now I eat every day, get belly rubs, hugs, kisses, and walks in the park. Yes, I’m a rescue dog. Yes, I’m a lucky dog! **(this is what how the label reads)** We did something a bit different with this dog spray. This 8 oz. spray smells of clean soap and hits of basil.