So THIS is what they meant when they said we were getting a Baxter! I did not understand. I’m not sure I do yet, but so far I think I’ll be OK with him. I’m still getting my daily walks with Dad, and I got to sleep in the bed like usual while he was in his playpen. Last night, running around in our backyard, I actually tried to play with him a little.
He’s very noisy when he doesn’t get his way. And a little pushy, but sweet. When I needed to sniff his butt for a few minutes to be sure he was OK, he wagged his tail the whole time. I may decide to like him. We’ll see.