Today was Digger's first day at home for 8 hours with the "boyz". We felt everything would be fine but you never know what goes on when you walk out of the house. Amazingly we were correct at least for today. Nothing was torn up, chewed, destroyed or bleeding when we got back home. Life does have those happy moments!
Digger seems to be meant for home life. He is greeting me at the garage door with Dodge when I come home and fully expects equal pets and hugs which isn't hard for me to do at all. Each day I am saying he is such a good boy - no regrets on offering to foster him. He'll make a greyt pet for his special forever home.
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