Oz

This is my “brother”, Oz. I call him my “brother” because he’s a big part of our family. And he’s such a good boy! He puts up with so much from Lilly (I couldn’t find a good picture of her, but I’m hoping Dad will send me one… hint, hint) and he’s so good with the kids. Occasionally when we’re all outside he’ll nip at the kids heals a little cause he’s trying to herd them, but when we’re inside they climb all over him and he doesn’t seem to mind at all. Oz is a very loving and emotionally challenged dog. He’s very attached to Dad and misses him greatly when Dad is out of town. But that doesn’t stop him from being a very good boy! In fact, I’m not sure he even realizes he’s a dog.