I think CB and I had a bond from the moment we left for home after picking them up from the breeder. I'm sure he didn't feel that way toward me at that time, but I knew he and I would hit it off. The day we picked CB and his sister Foehn up was an unsettling time for them. Foehn crabbed off and on during the long ride home. CB couldn't care less, and he slept almost the whole trip. His name "CB" is the abbreviation for a cumulonimbus cloud, or thunderstorm. He isn't the "stormy" type, though. I liked CB's laid back personality.
|CB hanging out in my pant leg during tent time|
|CB climbing out of my shirt after a 30 minute nap|