I can hear a gnat fart in a wind storm. I could be in a coma and soon as Dad gets out the cheese I hear the plastic wrap and ZOOM I'm there dude. I like to bury my treats in the backyard. I make Dad laugh all the time.

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Gunner AKA Gunny Guns

Rat Terrier

Well when I was little this very nice lady was my Mom. She bought me when I was a puppy and had me for almost a year. While this was going on Bret the guy who would eventually become my Dad was looking for a small dog. Everytime he went to the the local shelter they just didn't have a friend for him. That was good because my Mom got this fancy job that required her to travel quite a bit and no longer had time for me so she thought that she would try to find me a new home but was scared that my new home wouldn't be a good one. Well one night while Dad was at the shelter looking for a friend girls he knew from work came into the shelter and asked him what he was doing there. He told them hat he was looking for a small dog. One of the girls said that her Mom was giving away a little rat terrier and that was me! Well Dad said he wanted to come over and meet me and when I saw him I jumped right up on his lap and we've been good buddies ever since.