A one year old terrier mix. Met him several weeks ago, pathologically shy but something about him ... decided on a second look but he was sick ... finally well and we looked again today and he was a different dog, full of energy saying, Adopt me! adopt me!, jumping up on us, licking our faces ... so we did.
His adjustment is remarkable! He crashed at the foot of my chair and napped within hours at our strange new home for him. Later he napped in Harriet's lap. He likes it here. We like him here.
p.s. About the name. The dog was a stray in Calif, shipped to rescue facility in Tualatin, and named there, Little. We didn't like the name but he was used to it. Harriet changed it to Liddle, then Liddy for short.
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