When I first met Wilfred, the woman who was caring for him asked me to sit on her couch for 15 minutes. It seemed Wilfred was very shy. I agreed and sat on the couch. My butt no sooner hit the sofa and he was on my lay and nuzzling my ears. He was over joyed! The woman and her husband couldn’t believe it. I was just so happy to hold him. He basically adopted me. He jumped in my convertible like he’d known me his whole life.
Such a sweet pup. It’s not fair that he died so young. I really miss him.
Forever in my heart and lap.