Two views of Mork. We're working on the command, "Come."
Not much success yet but he does know his name, chases a tennis ball and chews toys and a bone. And he is very lovable, cuddly and fun!
Later: We took a drive to the airport to dine with a free offer for dinner. Mork was left with all his toys in the car. When we left the van with the windows cracked, a terrible yowling started. He has us trained to turn about, return to the vehicle, drive home and order a taco pizza. My steak will have to wait.