Ozzie loved everybody.. well maybe the mailman a bit less than love, but he was always happy to see us and anyone else that happened to be around.
He came to us from the MMPC rescue. His energy level was always set as high as it could go. At first, he refused to be held as he had been kept caged for most of his early life.
Over time, he gradually became comfortable with sitting next to us.
There were three important things in his life.
Food
Ann
HIS toy(s)
He didn't like going into the cage when we had to go away, but he came to associate the cage with getting a treat, so he would happily run in and wait.
He enjoyed spending time with me, but when Ann would come home from work, she was the priorty.
Ozzie loved his toys. From his perspective, EVERY toy was his by default. Some toys lasted a long time, others became shredded within moments of his attention.
I will never forget him. He always walks with us as we travel on our way on the trail.
Ozzie you are remembered now, and will always have a place in our hearts