However, I'm a golden retriever -- a distinguished member of a very intelligent breed of canine.
So, surprise-surprise....I speak. English-only right now, but I may add some French before too long....like I said, I'm a smart one.
And I'm on mission as a puppy-in-training to becoming an assistance dog. I will spend 18 months in Medfield, MA (part-time in Quincy) and challenge my foster parents to a huge laundry list of things they have to learn. (And then they have to successfully teach me so I can graduate and be matched with my very own human to help and love for a decade before I am retired.
So far (I'm 10 weeks old at this writing, mind you) I know my name, respond faithfully to "Swezey, sit" and sleep through the night.
I like it here a lot -- my foster mom is huggie and kissy and my foster dad keeps the old wheaton terrier in tow so I feel protected. Nice people, cool kennel, regular meals.
So far, pretty sweet.
