I think humans spend too much time warning adopters about our weaknesses. Well, if you've read about me, you know all those. There's a lot more good. I get along with dogs and cats. If I trust you, I'll let you give me a bath, clip my toenails, and administer any medicine I might need. I'll go on walks with you or play with you as much as you want. If you stop to talk, I'll sit on your foot until we move on. Once I've bonded with you, I am happiest when I'm with you, and I'm happy to lie by your chair or across your lap or sit at your feet. If you leave me alone for awhile, I'll bring a piece of your clothing to my spot to lie on. I never chew it-just lie on it. I take happily greeting you in the morning as a serious part of my job. I'll let you know if anyone is about to visit. I'm not afraid of thunder. Vacuum cleaners don't give me a problem (unlike Bone!). If you teach me the rules, I'll follow them because making my human happy is what I'm about. I'm sensitive and will gladly share your life if you care for me. That's just the kind of dog I am.

NEW GAME! NEW GAME! Bone and I got our yard mowed today. A yard, I might add, I keep well stocked with various toys: a rope, sticks, balls, bones. Here's the game: As the old man mows by a toy, he kicks it out of the way. My job is to chase each and every one, retrieve it, and put it back in his way. He then kicks it out of the way again so we can do it all over. It's amazing how easy it is to train a human.

I know I love to play, but sometimes I just like to sit and watch the world go by. Today the old man was making an agility jump for us in his shop, and I just lay by the double glass door while he used the power tools and hammered things together. Noises like that or vacuum cleaners don't bother me at all, and I really like just being part of the pack.

How was I supposed to know the screen wouldn't hold me? It held the squirrel. I could have strained myself. The old man says I should tell you my issues. He says being a rescue isn't an excuse because most of my problems are breed related (shepherd/Lab). Ok, I really like to play, and, well, I'm a big dog, ok? I want to herd cars and bikes and things, but that's pretty much under control. The old man speaks to me and breaks my concentration. I can get really excited and have to be ignored until I quiet down. When I get excited, I want to jump on people. I'm learning to sit and wait for scratches. I bond really closely to my human. The old man says I'm like the boy who really wants to be good but his energy gets the best of him sometimes. I really like to wait until the house is very quiet at night, Bone is asleep, the old man is reading, and I get bored, then I let out a "boof" and stare at them. I know they really love me and don't mean the things they say.