Down to one dog...from five! I did transport for a Golden Retriever Rescue here in CO for 3-4 years and ended up with 3 dogs in the process...though only 2 were Goldens. Then we ended up with my late son's old, decrepit cattle dog that somebody dumped as well. I transported about 200 dogs in my tenure...longest one-way to pick up dogs...7 hours....then turned around and drove home with 3 stinky/adopted (and stoned) Goldens in the back seat and my 2 in back riding in my camper.
Then my wife brought this crazy fuck home... he's mellowed a bit...fear aggressive...will come at you barking like he's gonna eat yer ass...then sniff ya...and walk off. Heeler/Rotti/Chow/and more. Used to really piss me off when he was in the pack....but as a solo...he's alot sweeter/more tolerant/less barky/bossy
General Kief Trichome
Oh...and I have my late son's snake as well. 22 fuckin years old.....a year older than my son was when he passed. Bought "Bobb-o" for him when he was 7. Went to the breeder...house fuckin full of tubs of snakes... and this was what he picked out. Mid-Baja Desert Rosy Boa....3 ft....pretty tame guy. He may outlive me...