Before I told you about my best friend the woofie. She is a Golden Retriever and we grew up together at the "house" in Massachusetts. We caught mice together, got yelled at for getting on the Foo-ton, along with other things. I loved ZuZu and we got along really well. I liked when she tried to bite my tummy because I could bunny kick her nose. Unfortunately the timing of ZuZu living with the people was just not right. The Woman just started college and the Awesome Man worked 90 miles to the east so no one could give ZuZu (at that time a year old) the time she deserved. After a year ZuZu went back to live with the Awesome Man's parents. She was supposed to come back to live with us when we got our house but by then The Awesome Man's little sister and his parents were quite attached and ZuZu is really happy with them. Sometimes she comes for visits and I give her the same tail poof that I give the Awesome Man.