My Little Man

My little man is all grown up. He's a year and 4 months old now. He's a little lot spoiled, but he's still my best little guy. It's really amazing how much I've learned in the past year, and how close he and I have become. He's an official Service Dog now, and goes with me to the grocery store, church, work, everywhere. He's very good at chilling out in the shopping cart, even when people are oohing and ahhing at him.
Charlie and I do agility together, he does almost 50 tricks so far, and we both love it all. For the first time ever, though, Charlie will have to share me with someone else. I'm engaged! Robert lives down in Miami, so we see each other 2 to 4 times a month. At first Charlie treated him like another dog and tried to warn him away from me, but after he learned that Robert is a sucker for his puppy dog eyes and pitiful whine, he saw a chance for a new slave instead of a rival. Even for all that, Charlie still tries to direct our relationship in the "correct" direction - he deposits himself between Robert and I when we're sitting on the couch, and even tries to stick his head in between our fingers if we're holding hands. Everything should be about Charlie, because the world revolves around him, right, guys? :)