I met a Katrina dog yesterday. His name is Max and he's a 7month old GSD. He was abandoned shortly after birth having been seperated from his mother. At 7 1/2 months he's about 2/3 the size he should be due to malnutrition.
He was very fearful of strangers and loud noises and kept running away whenever he'd hear the *pop* of a distant firecracker or two. I talked with his human mom long enough that he finally felt comfortable enough to come right up to me and then he laid down at my feet.
Xerxes, ever the model of assertiveness, kept barking at the fireworks as if to protect Max. It was amazing to see the little guy warm up to both me and to Xerxes (who continued to be the strong, aloof, assertive dominant figure.)