My incredibly timid foster dog (Yes, I am still deluding myself that he's a foster!), Delta, is in the house tonight. Ok, I had to carry him from the run to the house, but he was alright with that! This dog won't walk on a leash, just cowers. If he were a cat, he'd be considered feral. Fortunately, he is just terrified, not an aggressive bone in his body.
Currently he is lounging on a dog bed at the back door, checking out the cats and watching everything with great interest. He's getting more relaxed every time I go check on him--gone from shaking and curling up to having his ears up and his back legs kicked out behind him. He has a fancy new collar on now and is looking very handsome. Even let me brush him a bit.
I am so proud of this little guy. This is a huge step for the little skeerdy dog!
:D
