I’m sure he’s doing super with Amy. He was a little down with the apartment living – looking out from the balcony and then coming in and seeing if I was going to head out with him. He saw another dog across the street one evening and he came in and yapped, tail wagging, running for the door, glancing back and beckoning. I thought he wanted his potty, even though we’d been out half the day. So shoes on, down the stairs. But he only wanted to make a doggy friend! I was gonna try and set up play dates. But Amy’s got a busier house, with a garden etc and the lovely Indie too who he can pal around with.