It's Sunday afternoon and I'm home after two days and nights with Rocky. We got along famously, but he did play me a little... still, I caught on quickly! We tussled for space on the bed at night but it was comforting to have him there. He barked/talked to me when he needed something, so communication was very good. My pride and joy was that I was able to have him take his daily pill (hidden in a piece of chicken). Good boy, Rocky. Best boy, Rocky!