So there is a foster puppy living at my apartment right now, and Quimby isn’t pleased. Not. One. Bit. He doesn’t like her, probably because he’s more of a person, and she’s way more of a dog. She’s really a good dog, and will make a fine addition to anyone’s home. She’s energetic, extremely intelligent, plays fetch for hours on end and knows how to sit! I snapped this photo when she first arrived, and it’s probably worth at least 100 words.