Serene and sophisticated, they own me.
You are so kind...I got a puppy last September - - something about turning 60, kids gone and Liat back working full time. We are still getting to know each other. For example, I have trouble understanding why he may choose to eat poop. And, he's perplexed about why I don't like to play, bite my ankles at dinner time. We are working it out. He's a good boy. He's in his crate right now.