Our Very Own Scooby-Doo

I have a dog for over 2 years now. It originally was my brother's puppy, but when it began to grow and become unruly no one wanted to take care of it anymore. As the official St. Francis of my household, I took it upon myself to care for the dog, After a steep investment in some obedience training, it's now become a loveable companion to my wife and I. He still has his temper tantrums, but we love him anyway.

But what I find totally hilarious is that he's a big coward! So, even after walking around our apartment like he owns the place and barking whenever I get close to my wife, some evenings, like tonight, full of thunder and lightning, he whimpers and cowers close to us to to feel safe.

Even though he sometimes drive us crazy, I'm very glad that he's a part of our lives.