We've had Toby for about 5 weeks. He came from a really bad home. We were warned that it could take months for him to feel comfortable with us. There was a possibility that he would never come out of his shell. All these were things we were willing to take on because we just loved this guy.
For much of his time with us he's layed on his bed, only chewed on his toys and basically acted like an older dog rather than the puppy that he is.
Each day we pet him, challenge him and just smother him with love. I'm happy to report, he's a puppy! He'd rather run than walk. He likes to chew on things that he shouldn't, like the cable remote. He whines if you're not paying attention to him. When we take him outside, he does this:
I would say we've got the best of both worlds. He's the dog that will sit and be petted. He's patient with Zoe and the other girls. He's not a barker. He's potty trained. He's also full of life, ready to play and becoming quite mischievous.
Whatta blessing this little guy is.

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