His name was bramwell,he looked like a wolf. He was clever, he could do many tricks including fetching toys, sitting, ‘paw’, and lie down. He was my best friend, he lag on the sofa and bed with me. He was a tough dog aswell as being cute, he was agressive but sweet at the same time. He bit a few people, but he never bit me because we had a one in a million relationship we connected like no one else. He went before we had time to say goodbye, he was only 6 but he had a happy life 🙂