You gotta love me!

He comes out of his shell more and more as each day goes by. I don't mean to say that he was in a shell, per se, but he's just blossoming. He had a happy tail wrap when I got him and that's healed but I'm sure it's because that helicopter tail kept hitting the bars in the kennel for too long. At least now he can wag it without hitting something all the time. And wag it he does. He was in the backyard this morning and came in with a bloody paw but let me wrap it without any trouble and all. He's just so easy going. He's starting to run a little more with Roz who has been wanting a running buddy for a long time. He only runs halfway around though. He doesn't go up on the hill like she's used to and likes to do. He's a kind of "middle of the road" runner. Loves to chase balls and frisbees. Brings the balls back but doesn't pick up the frisbees yet. He loves toys and takes them all over the house. I hope he never loses this zest for life. It's absolutely precious.