We got Woody when he was 6 months old, so I don't have any puppy pictures of him. I do remember going to see the owner of the sire and she showed me a tiny puppy from the litter where we eventually got Jake. It was a tiny little thing in a giant whelping box. She didn't have any puppies available, but she said this puppy had siblings who were still available, and that's where we went for Jake.
Woody always seemed lost from the day we brought him home. We started calling him Rainman because he just didn't seem too quick on the draw. I hired a behavioralist to help me get him to go through the doggie door, and she wasn't able to help me. I finally learned that you have to get Woody barking and then he has the courage to try new things. So our house hasn't been too peaceful over the last 10 years.
Here is our sun, for Woody lights up the room.
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