“I got him from Oklahoma. A woman was hoarding dogs, and her son was trying to re-home them. He adjusted really well. He came from a really confined space, so he loved my big backyard, and my other dog, Enzo. He wakes up like he’s high on crack every day. I came downstairs one morning, and he was standing on top of the kitchen table! He ate a whole loaf of bread, all that was left was the wrapper.”