Dexter

My boy Dexter

I adopted Dexter right off the street, where he was walking with a foster team, literally before his last ever trip to the pound. He came to live here, a big pup without manners, incorrectly fed, stomach issues, and a major amount of insecurities. However, his bad habits and deep rooted issues are almost a thing of the past. Dexy's separation anxiety is barely present now - at least it doesn’t end in utter destruction anymore. His alleged  killer instinct, when it came to small creatures, never materialized. He adapted to our routine and grew (and grew) into a gorgeous, loving, funny and attentive lad who loves his runs in the woods as much as playtime with other dogs - or humans (close second). Although his manners are mostly excellent now, he still loves talking back at times. That’s ok though. I’m willing to listen, if he has a point. Dexter is just gorgeous and gets lots of attention when out on walks but he is taking it all in his stride. Love him to bits. 💙