I first met George when he was only 2 days old; I drove 2 hours, for I wanted to hand pick and see him in person amongst his litter mates. After 5 long weeks, I journeyed the 2 hour drive again to bring him to his new home. From that moment to now, George has been my right-hand man and loyal best friend. Through some of the happiest times of my life and the saddest, he has never strayed from my side. He greets every human and animal he meets with pure excitement and an abundance of licks to the face…🤦🏻♂️ I don’t know that I’ve ever known a more pure and genuine soul. He loves a good frisbee and to chase “the red dot” (laser light), thanks to his Mami (my mom). I can easily say that his Mami is his 2nd favorite person, considering I’m his 1st😜. His morning outside trip to use the bathroom is always prolonged, as he insists on sitting down for a bit to observe the birds and squirrels. His enthusiasm for observing and taking in the morning air has yet to lessen a single bit through his 8 years of life, to which you’ll find to be quite evident as you scroll through his pictures.. lol! About 6½ years ago, his 9 year old 1st cousin, Flex (black lab), came to live with us after my brother and his wife moved to California. After much debating over a truly difficult decision, they proceeded in favor of Flex’s best interest and chose for him to stay here in Arkansas, where he would be much happier with more freedom and space to play, not to mention the advantage of having his favorite cousin George by his side from now on. To say they’re inseparable would be quite an understatement. Where one goes so does the other. Anything less is simply not an option, just ask them..🤦🏻♂️😅 In conclusion, life has certainly been brighter (sometimes blindingly🥴) and far more fun since George became a part of it. I speak for him and myself when I say thank you for your votes and time to read our story.