Got the phone call early this afternoon that despite a timeout required at the beginning of the transport (I guess I should thank Randy Coleman for that one) he is settling in to his new digs . . . complete with a Pyrenees name Sonny. Who knew he could be tolerant of a big white dog . . . or anything with four legs other than an alpaca . . . he typically chases everything that enters his domain. At least for the time being he probably figures that the area where he is belongs to Sonny.
So take advantage of this opportunity and check him out.
