Oh, Buddy...that's all I can say. He will be 7 in April and he is FINALLY starting to chill out a bit. He still takes off daily, but always comes back after about 20 minutes. He still hates to be touched when relaxing, and goes psycho at the sound of "walk", "ride" and "bird". He still attempts to hump me daily while I'm doing my morning stretches. He is still not to be trusted on a walk...he seems to feel the need to protect me while leashed and has proven the ability of ripping my arm out of the socket or pulling me backwards down a hill. He is definitely a creature of "schedule" and cannot veer from it in any way. I will never forget the time he saw a squirrel out Lucy's bedroom window, bolted for the door, but got the blind string caught around his neck. In a matter of seconds, the blinds were torn off the wall and the door was practically off the hinges. He totally reminds me of Marley...
But...I love how he will come up to me and sit, and put his paws on my shoulders to give me a hug, just like Zoe used to do!
