Commence gushing.
Rowan is, simply put, the happiest dog I've ever met. He's so full of joy, he's just a pleasure to be around. This dog
loves life. Everything exists for him. The park is for him to run around in. Food is for him to scarf and enjoy. I am here to provide these things as well as all of the attention that he craves, and as a result, I am his
world. My childhood dog was my shadow, but he was fairly independent. He wanted to be near me constantly, but on his own terms. He didn't much appreciate having attention lavished on him - if I wasn't throwing the ball, I should be letting him sleep. Rowan, on the other hand, is my shadow, but in a much needier way. He wants to be with
me. He wants pets and snuggles and attention, even when it's inconvenient - for me OR for him.
When I'm on the computer, he'll come over and stick his head on my lap (or shove it between the arm and my foot, as you can see above.) In fact, he's doing it as I type this. Sometimes he'll straight up try and crawl up on my lap, all 40 lbs of him. And oftentimes I'll let him, because I crave the interaction almost as much as he does. We're a pretty good match.
He is
such a character. He has all these strange little quirks that make him that much more fun. He's a goofball, a total ham, and I totally reinforce it. It didn't take him long to figure out that doing something weird = getting laughs and attention = doing weird things even more to get MORE attention. A good example is his love of lying in weird places...
... like on the arm of the couch. He's up there constantly, and since it doesn't hurt anything - and makes me laugh - I allow it. He also thinks our old ottoman is his personal raised leather dog bed
He's a total diva. We call him the Pretty Pretty Princess and he totally lives up to it. Occasionally people scoff at me for calling my boy dog a princess, but after spending some time with him, they end up calling him a princess, too!
Another fairly recent quirk is his reaction to hearing the squirrels that live in our ceiling. They drive the poor dog nuts, and for some reason he has decided that when he hears them scurrying around up there, he must jump in the bathtub and stare at the ceiling.
This dog is infinitely tolerant of all the stupid things I do to him, like constantly reinforcing his "wait" by putting stuff on his face and his head. He not only puts up with the poking and the prodding I do on a near daily basis (his face is so squishy and adorable, how can I not?) but enjoys it, because hey, ATTENTION! His first family kept him as an outside dog and I don't know how he managed, because he ALWAYS wants the spotlight. Always. Luckily he's now somewhere that he can have it.
He's not perfect. He has a crazy prey drive, which I've never dealt with before in a dog, which makes him difficult to work with outside even if there are no rabbits or squirrels in the immediate area - he thinks there MIGHT be and that's all that counts. He doesn't like other dogs as much as I would like, but he has such incredibly good manners with them that I don't really mind. Rowan gets very annoyed when dogs get up in his face, but he's great with using body language to tell the dog off without just immediately snapping like I've seen some dogs do. First hackles, then a raised lip, then a growl, then - if the dog is still harassing him - a warning snap at the air. Even though he hates being bothered, he has a lot of patience with telling troublesome dogs off, and I really appreciate that in him.
Rowan is the first dog I've ever had on my own. I picked him out, I put in the application to the rescue (although, since I was 17 at the time, my dad was the legal adopter and signed the contract - I filled the rest of it out, though!) and every day I am so, so grateful that his foster mom took a chance on me, despite not being the "ideal" adopter for a dog - young, uncertain future, unexperienced with Brittanys/sporting dogs, etc.
All I know is that I will never let her, or Rowan, down, and that whenever he looks at me with his big, warm eyes, I realize he's my heart dog and I'd do anything for him, because he would do the same for me.