Thanks for the warm welcome, I truly think you have to have lived and loved one of these big guys to truly "know". And it's wonderful to 'talk' with people who really do "know". Breezely's foster mom warned me when I spoke with her on the phone before adopting him - Pyrs are like potato chips, ya can't stop at one LOL...
I couldn't get my husband to exactly agree to adopt another, but he readily agreed to foster after we learned the rescue was turning dogs away daily because there was just no room for more. And the dogs that we had to turn away, well.... it's not a happy ending. So I figured there was somehow room for one more (what's one more in this C-RAZY house?
) and it has been very rewarding. Very few challenges, we really are lucky, and I know it will be really hard when it comes time to let her go. But I will, and then I will take another in to love...and over and over.
The thing I find funniest about the little dog - he has NO clue he is so small. He holds his own, has from day one. The only time I see the big guys showing their playful sides is when he's biting at their toes, noses, tails, whatever. Then they jump and chase him like they're puppies. Too funny... And I can't believe I forgot to include my fat rescue cat in the lineup, George about 6. Though he ignores them all. It's a zoo here.
I'll post some pics when I finally get them uploaded.