I know this might sound really corny, but everyday my new dog amazes me. His trust, and friendship, after such an awful start in life is second to none. I've nearly always had a dog for most of my adult life. My first was a rescue and a springer spaniel. I loved him and tought there would never be another dog to take his place. But as I was young and starting out with my family, I never 'trained' him as such. He walked beside me, protected me and my boys. I'm afraid to say that my ex was not so good with him and he had the rough end of his tongue, and foot. Hence the ex, especially when it came to my kids too. When he left us, I was devasted. However, a few years later when my new partner joined me in my home, he looked at me one day and told me about our next dog, Kya. She was a shepherd x collie and was due to be taken to a dogs home. I did not want another dog as I could not imagine loving one as much as my springer. But needless to say she came home with us. She was my hubbie's dog and she had 14 good years with us. Now I have Duke. I saw his pictue online and l fell in love with him straight away. I begged to go look at him although he was over 100 odd miles away. We arranged a date and when we saw him my hubbie took one look at his skinny, filthy, smelly dog and did not want him. However, he opened his car door, and I could tell he did not want him. But Duke just jumped right in and looked him square in the face and that was it! He was also hooked. The journey home was a very smelly one. He was so dirty, covered in all sorts of mess including the poo kind. I think sometimes that we rescued him from the rescuer. A bath later and he looked so skinny, really just a bag of bones. And he was just ~ home. Even the vet said that although his health was good he was painfully thin. Just 3 short months later and he is so my best buddy. I can't imagine life without him. And he is such a star too.