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I acquired Jericho pretty much by accident. He had been a "kennel dog" in another part of Massachusetts. Due to divorce, the owner was disbanding her pack of Canaans.
He was somewhat aloof at first, but I discovered several hours after I had
gotten him home that the way to his heart was through a grooming brush. He
relaxed, leaned into my leg, and let me groom him to my heart's content.
From that point on he was a "Velcro dog", never leaving my side for a
moment. He wistfully watched as I left for work in the morning, and greeted
me with exuberance when I returned at night.
Although he had never been inside a house for long periods of time, he
adapted immediately. He was scrupulously clean, never bothered the cats,
and would find a quiet place to curl up and sleep when he wasn't following
me around. One morning I discovered another characteristic -- as he left his
sleeping crate, my quiet, laid back fellow flashed me a lovely, full-toothed
smile! Jericho has sired some lovely puppies and in this is following in his father's pawprints. |
