Some dogs (people, too) are too smart for their own good. Often bored, they turn into the class clown, or a delinquent. That was our precocious Cassie–until she met Ron. Their first night together, she tried to take over the bed and he pulled out a Liza Doolittle quote: “Move your blumin’ arse!” She thought she’d be able to intimidate him, as she had most everyone else, but this guy pushed back. Cassie tried a few more of her best tricks, but none came out as expected. When she devoured a jar of peanut butter, Ron apologized for leaving it out to tempt her. When she stole a tool, he made a game out of the chase to get it back. He didn’t yell, he only laughed! He took her for walks at 4am to explore the amazing smells at that dark hour. And when some scary dogs barked, Ron was calm and reassured her. Cassie decided Ron was a keeper, and that she could enjoy being a princess instead of a prankster. Thank you, Anne and Stephanie for fostering Cassie; and thanks, Ron, for fostering and adopting her.