Heh! I gotta tell you about Clifford. The last rescue of mine. First a nutshell background, my daughter was moving, she had a mixed HUGE black dog, female. Actually she was just a pup at that time. She didn't know what she was going to do with her. (I have her now, in effect, she is my dog) Anyhow, while we were packing up her house, Ed came home and there was this HUGE black dog just laying down in front of the wellhouse. He thought it was Midnight. As he started to get out of his truck, he realized this guy was bigger than Midnight. He got BACK in his truck! LOL Then the dog wagged his tail. When I got home, the dog was in the house. Some sort of Mastiff mix. In short order, I found out that this guy did a lot of things on command AND was a big baby. I figured he was about 3yo. Since he seemed well-trained, I called every vet and shelter in the area. And I put up flyers and ads in the paper. No response. Soooooo, he is ours for a year now and spoiled rotten just like Midnight and Bullseye (another wanderer we rescued). Spring is in the air. Clifford will be a eunuch Monday. This rescue thing must be a Type-A Personality thing. Janni