Rex

I could talk about Rex for an entire dinner party without taking a breath if no one stopped me… and I have.

In April 2020 we adopted Rex from a shelter, at 12 years of age, and although we just loved the way he would stair up at us with his big brown eyes and plop his head on our knee when he wanted some pats, we struggled to handle Rex’ anxiety and aggression towards other dogs.

I could turn Rex’ story into a film trilogy, but instead I’ll keep it simple. Everything we do, every dog we help, every relieved owner, and every session we teach could not have happened without this guy.

Rex’ big smile on adoption day.