This handsome boy has been with my family for the past 4 and a half years. I'm going to spend this post telling his story and showing him off.
When I found his picture on the shelter's website, I knew he was going to be ours. Going to meet him, my dad was on the fence about getting another dog. He always said that after our last dog, Rocket had passed he couldn't do another dog. But the moment he heard Ruger howl, that deep hunting dog howl, I could see that my dad had been won over.
Don't let his cute face fool you, this boy is T-R-O-U-B-L-E. The first summer we had him, he ran away three times, chewed up a bunch of homework, and threw many temper-tantrums when he didn't get his way. After trying to train him ourselves, we quickly realized we needed some help. So, off to puppy school, we went. He was smart and caught on quickly, but very hard-headed (not unlike his owner). It was a long road to his graduation, but by the time we finished, he had become much better behaved. He was finally accepting us as his family.
I usually try to skype him, when my dad calls. He even recognizes my ringtone. After years away I was extremely excited to see him. For the time I was home, I made sure to spend a lot of time with him and sneak him many treats. Of course, I couldn't resist a photoshoot either.
He's the perfect guardian for our house, fierce and loveable.
He's our Good Boy.