I adopted/rescued my dearest Dink in late 2011. He was less than a year old. Having cats all my life, he is my first dog. Boy did I luck out! He is perfect. He's friendly, smart, happy, obedient, sometimes a little shy and gets along with everyone, even the resident feral cats. He's my little couch potato. It's obvious that in his young life, before he became my BFF, he was mistreated as he sometimes still exhibits signs of abuse and it breaks my heart I work everyday on gaining his trust and letting him know I love him and he is safe. And I can't fail to mention he is spoiled rotten and doesn't like to share his toys with the cats? .