This is Duncan now. He is healthy. He is happy. He no longer crab walks when there is someone here. He no longer hides when someone is here. He sleeps with Jock and me. He is a totally different dog from the one that came to me in 2011. That little guy was scared of even being picked up. He did not know what a bed was. The first time I made him a bed on the floor, I folded blankets and soft towels for him. He stood and watched me fix it and did not make a move to get on it. I picked him up and put him on the bed. He was so scared. I turned away like I was leaving the room. I heard him scratching on the bed. He was making it his. For months, when someone would walk down that hall towards that bedroom, he would run ahead and get on his bed. It was the first bed he had ever had. Well, he needed that bed only about 2-3 months. Then he was on the big bed with Jock, Abby and me. Abby has since gone on to the Rainbow Bridge and it is just Jock and Duncan as my little guys.
He is no longer shy. He is no longer scared. While I am working around the house, he sleeps on the big bed. When he wakes up and wants down, he barks for me to come and get him. He went from a throwaway that had no social skills at all to one really spoiled little dog. And I love him.

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