One look at your picture online and I fell in love. You were so happy to see us when we met you. There was no way we would leave there without you (you made sure of that). I was the lucky one who held you on our ride home.
You had some "issues." Double Dew claw and fleas. Luckily those were easily handled.
It was brought up that you might be part pit bull terrier. I didn't know much about the breed and decided to look it up. The first and only sentence I read, "Pitbulls are fiercely loyal." I looked at you and said, "Yep, that's you."
You were quite the entertainer for our family. Squeezing through our fence, only to find yourself on the outside, standing by the gate waiting to be let back into the yard. I learned that when I pointed, you ran around to the front door and I let you back into the house (the first of your many attempts to escape).
My all-time favorite was chewing the lower board of the fence (about 5-6" high) and squeezing through. I don't think RT was a fan (he had to fix the fence). I would have loved to watch how you made it through. You were pretty smart when it came to escaping, thus the nickname, "Houdini." You knew how to get out but, you always wanted back in. I think you knew how good you had it here.
We lovingly refer to you as our weird dog. Well, lovingly from me. RT just thinks you're weird and that it's normal behavior for you.
Things that contribute to your weirdness:
