• His name is Sherlock.
• He’s a year old.
• He weighs about 70 pounds/~32 kg.
• He’s a mix adopted from a local shelter. Google Lens calls him a Dutch Shepherd. Might have a little pit in him. Gonna get a DNA kit for him.
• He has XXXL ears. Everyone comments on how oversized his ears are.
• He gives the softest, sweetest kisses.
• He does not like walks or new people or new places.
• He loves other dogs.
• He doesn’t understand the cat. Or his boundaries.
• He pooped in the car once.
• If left to his own devices, he will eat all the grass in the yard. The concept of not eating too much fiber at once is one he can’t digest.
• Despite not loving new people, he does warm up to you fairly quick. It took 20 minutes of my in-laws being around before he got lovey dovey on them.
• He doesn’t like bones that much. He’d rather have a cloth toy he can pull apart thread by thread.
• His two favorite places in the world are 1) Daycare, and 2) Wherever mom is sitting. I’m the spare lol
• I wanted to name him Rye Bread because of the color of his coat. My sister in law has a dog named Tater and my brother’s dog is named Biscuit so I thought going with the theme of carbs would be cute. But he responds to Sherlock and that just makes handling him a million times easier so we stuck with that.

Here he is peeping out the window with the aforementioned cat: