Sully, aka Sullymonster, Sullybunny, Sullyman, SillySully...poor little guy, I don't think he knows what his name really is. He hears Sul--- and he answers. Few people have met Sully and just didn't like him, he's a doll. Sweet, excited, loving, adorable, well behaved! That's our baby. He's just a character, I'm blessed to have had him for almost 8 years (his birthday's coming up in July!), from a wee-tiny six week old pup who pee'd in my lap on the drive home from the kennel, giving himself his middle name: Peabody. Sullivan Peabody. Distinguished, no? lol He thinks he is distinguished.
We can't say anything about going outside unless we are ready, right now ready. We're really glad he can't spell, "O-U-T" and "P-A-R-K" are in our conversations many times a day. Sully even knows his way to the park, if there weren't a mean dog in one of the apartments on his route to the park, we would let him go leashless.
Sully is a cuddlemonster:
Sully is also very sensitive and knows when his Mommie isn't feeling well and will be the best little nurse: