one week to the day of his arrival and he is hanging out on my lap, chewing on my fingers and having absolute screaming fits if i leave him behind the gate away from me. he was quieter when he was scared, now he is just spoiled rotten and loud like everyone else.
sigh, i really should learn how to rehab them into polite and good little family members not little happy despots.
Max became a normal dog almost the moment he walked through the gate at SAINTS. Animals know when they are safe, and they know when they can finally let their guards down.