And you want me to have all my wits about me when I read your contest entries!
So, I'm hoping to get that done today.
A lot got pushed off Mon-Wed so getting re-balanced will take most of the morning.
In the meantime,
George is a mini-greyhound/black lab mix. After running around like a wild monkey on crank and being a couch potato--unlike a full-blown greyhound after a vigorous sprint--his lab nature kicks in, and he is ready to go again in about an hour.
George is a rescue dog, uncomfortable with men. For the longest time, he would growl and occasionally snap at me. That behavior troubled the rest of the family. They probably expected me to tell them to take him back to the shelter.
However, I never gave up on George. In between his skittishness and anxiety, I believed if shown kindness and respect, he would eventually come around. I understood where he was coming from.
And George did come around. After a hard session of Couch Potato, he'll come to me to go outside for a vigorous game of fetch. Sometimes he just wants to be near me or some pets.
George is my buddy