“Wow, what a guy!” That’s what everyone says when they meet me. “Gee golly, Cola, you sure are handsome!” or “Gosh, Cola, you’re the friendliest feller I ever did see!”  I haven’t yet heard the one I’m waiting for, though: “Hey Mr. Cola, do you wanna come home with me?”  I’d say, “Thanks very much for asking! I do indeed!” and then we’d live happily ever after.  The first step, though, is to get you to come and see me! Would it help if you knew that I was just the perfect age—about 3 years old? Or if you knew that I love every human I meet? Or if I showed you my tricks? Or if you knew just how very fluffy I am?  I’d be happy to live with pretty much anyone! But I do have a couple of practical considerations. If you have other dogs, I’d like to meet them before going home with them to see if we’re a good match! I seem to like other dogs when I meet them through fences, but, for whatever reason, I’m not always so cool with them when I meet them on a leash. So I’d prefer a fenced yard and maybe a quiet neighborhood where I might be able to get some walks in without having to see too many other dogs.  So come on out and say, “My goodness, what a fine fellow!” and “Pleased to meet you, Cola!” and “I think I’ve found my new best friend.”