This boy "Kinzer" is just the sweetest dog. He's turning out to be such a good dog and smart as a whip too. He's already learned to sit, lay down, lay on side, heel, stop before crossing the road, drop it, and we're currently working on "stay".
Kinzer has severe separation anxiety. When we leave the house and he's alone he has to be in the window and at his size he knocks a lot of stuff down doing so. He's so excited when I get home that I can't settle him down so I just have to stand at the kitchen sink looking out the window til he calms down.
I bought him the largest wire crate available and we're trying to get him acclimated to being in it. Right now I'm feeding him from the crate and I've sat in front of the door with him in there..but I have yet to close the door with him in it. I'll close the door starting with 5 minute intervals and work toward him being OK in there for longer as we go.
When I look at photos of "My girl Jack" for too long or think of her too much, I feel the tears well up in my eyes. Kinzer is really helping me through it though. I am helping improve Kinzer's life tremendously. We go for long walks and he loves it and I'm shedding the pounds off rather quickly too. It's win win for sure.