Claude is a gentleman. He is usually quiet, responsive, happy to play, and he lets you know when he needs to go out. I took him for a ride in the Volvo to do a little shopping. He found a bungee that I had rescued and didn't know exactly why until he showed me how good it was for chewing and tearing apart. It used to have a knot where it had been torn apart. Now it doesn't.
We went for a walk a couple of hours ago, but he needed to go again. He made it very obvious by pawing my hand and then standing right by the door where the leash is hanging.
Saul and Laura come back from Mexico tomorrow, but they won't be up to retrieve the pup until the weekend. I only wish that my legs felt more like running with him in the fields and woods.