Good morning, Sirs and Mams. Private Tank reporting for duty! Lieutenant Foster Mama and I go through our training drills every day, and I’ll do them daily with any new recruits, I mean family members, to stay in tip-top shape. Right now, I know the commands: sit, down, back up, and heel. I can even salute you, or give paw as the civilians call it. My commander, Trainer Tim, is working on the stay maneuver with me, and I’m working hard on it! Marching, or walking on a leash, is something I do well too. Sometimes, Lieutenant Foster Mom has to say, “Halt!” when some wildlife passes by, but otherwise, I keep marching steadily along. Driving a tank, I mean riding in a car, is another one of my specialties. Like every good soldier, I have to follow orders and that also means making sure I look my best at inspection. Lucky for me, I love being bathed and brushed. Uniform, or fur, inspection is important, but keeping one’s barracks, I mean house, tidy is essential as well. It’s a good thing I’m house-trained and potty-trained. When I need to use the latrine, I trot out to the yard through the doggy door. During my leave, when I’m not training or marching, I like to use my down time to cuddle my foster parents. It’s even fun to just stand at attention next to them while they’re on the couch. Belly rubs and leaning against your legs are also standard procedures for in-home time. Being inside with my fellow troops, my foster family, is my favorite way to be at ease. I’m happy to serve even during chill time, though; if I hear a threatening noise, I’ll bark to let you know. I’m a loving, loyal dog who wants to be your one and only fuzzy guardian!