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Our new family member Marcus does not beg.

He doesn't look longingly while we eat. He doesn't come to the kitchen except, apparently, to be a buddy and hang out which he does with one of us all day long. No matter what we are doing where. By our side.

I don't know what to do with this.

Since we had our last air-boy Booker as a rescue dog and also his predecessor Franklin was brought up in our house, we don't have the experience of this. Obviously we made them into beggers. In a nice way of course. But I have to admit that I always came through.

So here is a dog that is happy with the routine. That was very clear from the first day. He came into the house, looked around and made it his own. And ours. A new family.

He has had very good training prior. We are grateful.

He and I just went out for the afternoon pee and whatever. He took me on an even different route. Around the back of our foursome unit. He looks around. He knows where he is.

He is a little too interested in the birds that live down at the east end, in the shrubs. But that is OK. He would never catch one and I am getting him used to a little bird discipline.

He still does not bark.

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