For Stanley, it was far from love at first sight.
“He was terrified when we got home and it took him an hour to slowly come out of the car,” Clarence said. “Once he got out, I gave him a big bath, some food and a comfy bed in front of the fire.”
As Stanley adjusted to living inside and eating and drinking from a bowl, he bonded with his new dad. “As a pup, he would sleep with me on the bed and we could never not be touching,” Clarence said. “He would lay behind me and always have at least a paw touching my back; if I moved, he moved.”