Macy does not strike me as a particularly happy dog. She's quiet, never asks for anything, unless I'm in the kitchen. She does follow me down the hall to the office or bedroom...but mostly it's like not having a dog at all. After all these months, she still hesitates when we come in the back door. I have to invite her in HER home several times a day. When I look at her, she still seems blue... Her crooked little eyebrows only make her more sad...
But when she's roaming free, she's a different dog. She's forever grinning!
The arthritis in her elbow make her limp something fierce...but she just loves to be out on the trail!
Heck, even her feet look happy!
She did get lost and just panic and disappear on me twice... And there have been more "cactus incidents" than I can count, but, she's a wonderful trail dog! She comes when called, doesn't want to pull the horse tails (in hopes of horse d'oeuvers) and lives to explore. It's wonderful to see her this happy...if only for an hour a day!