Ruler of the roost.

Our dog rules our home. And he knows. I have never met a dog that is as weird as this one.
Actually, he is a lot like the overly anxious when separated from his owner, incredibly excited to see ANYONE, and wants to sit on your lap, dog that my family used to have.
Only he is in an inappropriately strong-for-his-size body that is only going to continue growing, it's not his size I'm weary of, it's his strength...and his lack of any idea of the power he has behind those paws when he tackles people to the ground so that he can lick their face and eat their hair.

He is the second most obedient dog I have ever had (and there have been quite a few) but for some reason the words "Get down" or "don't jump" mean nothing to him.

He is one strange pup.

His favorite toys in the world? paper and blankets.
While on a walk will he randomly stop and jump up, all fours in the air, just because? yes.
Favorite noise? The printer. He is fascinated by it and does the head tilt like I have never seen before when thing starts going. He thinks the paper is for him when it comes out. He heard it going yesterday and he ran over and sat and waited for the paper to be completely done printing, then he stole it and ran. Seriously. What the?
His favorite object? The vacuum. He thinks it's a lion.

And his only way to sleep? After he demands the fire be on....he lays like this. Every time.

He will do great things.