Harry (Harry-bear) came to live with me in Guernsey, Channel islands on 29th March 2016 from Cyprus. I was nervous at adopting a dog I'd never had the chance to meet. The first time I saw him he dropped to the floor clearly scared in his new surroundings. I scooped him up and carried him to the car. I knew at this moment he was good to the last bone in his body and I'd done the right thing. As scared as he was he just snuggled into me, not a growl or any fear aggression whatsoever nor did he try fight his way free. Through the airport was the same i had to carry him every inch of the way, it was a great arm work out!!
When we first got home he wouldn't move from one room. He seemed unsure what to do in the house and preferred to be outside but after 3-4 days he came out his shell and he knew it was his home. Aside from the initial fear he has been a gem. Everyone comments how lucky I am and what a sweet dog he is. He has converted some non dog lovers, persuaded others to rescue and more importantly has become a tight member of the family. I rarely go anywhere without him when I'm not working.
He's only had one accident in the house since i got him and hasn't destroyed a thing. He's a very quiet dog aside from when I pick up that lead and he does the funniest warble howl. Always makes me grin! But my favourite thing is, without training, he's picked up the word 'Cuddles' so if I say it he comes bounding over and leaps into my arms for some snuggles. He also watches me as I sleep which although slightly creepy is also seriously cute!
He is just a fantastic dog and I'm so happy he came into my life. From Cyprus to running on the Guernsey beaches with his two (well three with me) best friends, Monty and Bertie!!
To many many years of happiness to come!