Today, he gets that title because he doesn't wake me up at 3:17 am. Ever. For any reason.
And because he provided a urine sample for the doc by lifting his leg just moments before the doc entered the examining room. Klassy!
And because he cleaned up my car by eating left behind food bits out of both car seats.
And because he doesn't scream and cry when he gets shots.
And because he lets them take his temp in his hiney or his ear, without incident.
And he lets them gather a fecal sample, without incident (even when he isn't completely done with said sample, not to get to graphic, sorry Mr. Smith).
And because he loves going for rides in the car, even if we are going to the doctor. He looks at the doctor visit as a social outing, bless his little canine heart.
And because he never ever yells at me for any reason.
And because, good heavens, just look at that handsome mug, would you?
And because he puts on a brave face even when he feels tiny and a little scared.
And because, when it is all said and done, he forgives everything if you just give him a treat and tell him what a good boy he is.