“A wonderful, loving, good boy.” That’s what my friend said after I spent a week with his family. Plus this: “Great with kids, ages 12 and 13; great with our 6-year-old female German Shepherd.” So what went wrong? Cats. I cannot live with cats. I have some food protection issues, too, but the cats were the deal-breaker. My friend was really sad to say good-bye—even wrote a report on what an awesome dog I am, saying that I’m leash trained, good in the house when the owner is gone, know commands, and love everything. It’s true—I love fetch, affection, and just being with people because I have a ton of love to give. I’m a gorgeous, fun-loving boy, and if you’ll give me a chance, I’ll happily bring joy to your days.