This weekend, Columbus got to be a real dog. He got to be outside, loose with us. He slept in his tie-out spot without being tied, he lounged in the bed of the truck, he walked around with us at times.
Never did he try and bust through the fence.
We tied him out at times during the graduation party, but he got to be loose, too. It’s shades of things to come.
I can see he’s learning the rules and the impulses to break them are waning a bit. I can’t wait until he becomes the perfect dog!